March 1st – Embracing Eric
This year, in a couple of months to be exact Eric will walk across a stage wearing a cap and gown graduating from high school. How did we get here? Wow, time sure has flown by! I clearly remember his first day of kindergarten waiting for the school bus, and it seems as if it was just yesterday. Seventeen years have passed by, years full of so many emotions, changes, experiences and memories.
Seventeen years ago when I should have been the one to walk across a stage wearing a graduating cap and gown. I instead was wearing a hospital gown on my way to the most important role of my life “motherhood”. I was scared, nervous, happy, and very young. Eric was born on a sunny, warm Tuesday afternoon on May of 2000. After having an easy very healthy, normal pregnancy I was happy to finally hold him in my arms. He was so tiny, so fragile, he was just perfect. I could caress and stare at his beautiful face and tiny hands for hours. I remember the nurses taking him to the nursery for the night so I could get some rest, they could probably notice that young girl was in need of much needed rest. They were right, I felt so tired and exhausted by the end of the day. Little did I know, I was actually recuperating strength for what was about to unfold.