Nine Years Ago…

I gave birth to a white Asian baby who wouldn’t even look at me. He folded his tiny hand and gave me the finger.

Over the next couple of days he slowly turned into a light skinned brown infant and finally opened his eyes. He no longer looked Chinese but he still looked ‘puffy’. I’m glad he doesn’t remember his sister trying to get a hold of him as he rolled out of his receiving blanket out of her arms.

He’s a tall, gangly-limbed boy now. All muscle and front teeth. He’s starting to cop the attitude that goes with flipping the bird, but he’s still young enough to feel the effects from be punished for it. He desperately wants the Indiana Jones Lego video game which is being released on his birthday. He’ll get that plus a summer wardrobe that I hope he won’t outgrow before summer officially arrives.

He can be sweet and affectionate, goofy and thoughtful.

He was my 40th birthday present and he continues to delight and surprise me.

I’m so thankful I get to be his mom.