Trev

Spring 2010

Today is my oldest son's birthday. My first born.

Today he is 20. And I just don't know how that can be!

I still remember so clearly bringing him home from the hospital and setting him in the middle of the floor in his carrier and Mark and I saying "What do we do with him now???"

We like to call him the guinea pig child. As in, we don't know what we're  doing as parents so let's try this and see how it works. Not so much. OK, let's try this. And this. Or this.

I have a secret to confess. I may have been a bit strict with that first one. Wanting to protect him and help him make the right choices and grow into an awesome adult. I have since learned that I needed to lighten up a bit. And Trev hates that. It's not fair. He had so many more rules and consequences. And I apologize for that, my son. I just didn't know what I was doing. But it all came from a place of love.

So happy birthday baby. Enjoy your day. And know that we are proud of who you have become. Even if your life is different than the one we imagined all those years ago. We know it is your life and your choices. And we think you are an awesome adult!

We love you!