When they brought him to me later, I cried, like I'd never cried before. I was crying tears of joy and tears of fear all at the same time. He was perfect and I so wanted to be a perfect Mom, a Mom he deserved. Was I a perfect Mom? No, of course not, no one is. But, I hope he knows I tried to be, and tried to be all he ever needed when he needed it, plus some!
Tyler has brought so much joy to our family over the years and I am truly blessed and a better person because he's my son!
Happy 22nd, Tyler! I hope this year brings lots of happiness, health and love!
(P.S....I love you the Mostest!!)