Ian’s 6th Birthday

Ian turns 6 tomorrow. While the kids’ birthdays normally make me upset that they are getting older, this year I’m more appreciative to spend another year. With both of them.

It was almost 10 months ago that I sat at Ian’s hospital bed side, praying that he would get to celebrate his 6th birthday. Holding his little cold hand, looking at his little body covered in tubes and wires, thinking this can’t be all the time we have with him. 5 years would never be enough.

I’m feeling grateful we got to spend another day with him. Another day turned into another week. Another week into another month. And now another holiday.

I’m excited to make him his special cake for tomorrow, his cupcakes for his party on Saturday. As usual, we keep his party intimate, as to not overwhelm him, but you can guarantee he will feel so much love. We have so many little surprises planned for him. I can’t wait to see his face for it all.

I don’t like thinking that this could be the last time we get to do this, but the truth is, we just never know how much time we have with the people we love. While I learned not to let that fear consume my life, I also strive to live life like it could be over at any minute. My kids get a hug and kiss goodbye any time one of us walks out the door, I tell them I love them CONSTANTLY, and so on and so forth.

Happy 6th birthday to my little warrior. I’m so grateful we get to celebrate you tomorrow, and everyday.