He was the first person I ever held in my arms that shared my blood.
The girls would come, but HE WAS MY FIRST.
The doctor put him on my belly and I can’t even explain what happened.
The sun exploded.
Time stopped.
Everything that WAS changed.
It happened two more times.
But he was the first.
Everything with Nathaniel is a first.
Today is the day we all celebrate the first time I held this little bit of extraordinary in my arms.
Happy Birthday.
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Please wish your handsome first miracle a great birthday. Hope he has a fantastic day!
I know “cute” is the last thing boys that age want to be called, but he totally is. Happy Birthday, Nathaniel!
Happy Birthday Nathaniel! Hope this year is your best year ever!
Anissa, I Skyped with my first-born last night for over an hour (it’s always magical).
Now go get tomorrow, like you always do…