French Silk Pie for his birthday *cake*
a secret book with a lock to keep those pesky siblings away...
look out Dempster Dr, he's got his own pads!!!
Happy Birthday Lars!
Who knew that 8 years ago I would go into labor 7 weeks early and give birth to a 6+ pound baby boy, only to have him decide to quit breathing, subjecting him to 9 days of NG tubes and CPAP machines.
Little stinker.
I can call him that now because I am convinced that Lars did NOT stop breathing because of health issues or being born preterm. I believe that he became ticked off when he came out into this world because it was freezing cold or something.
You see, when Lars was maybe 6-7 months old(???) he pulled a little stunt where he held his breath until he passed out. He had gotten hurt which of course made him mad.
He inhaled and held his breath, mouth wide open, body rigid, and then passed out because he wouldn't breathe. His eyes rolled back into his head and he suddenly went limp in my arms. He was still, and silent, for what seemed an eternity. All of a sudden he took a giant GASP and started breathing again. Then he began to wimper. He was so exhausted after this production that he slept for 2 hours.
I personally about died the first time this happened, as it was one of the scariest things I had ever experienced. EVER. And believe me when I say that this was not the LAST time that he performed this stunt.
Which brings me back to his birth. I think that Lars entered this world and became agitated that his surroundings had changed. He got mad, and threw a royal hissy fit. Plain and simple. Of course I can't prove this, but knowing my boy, it seems like something he would do just for the fun of it.
Ironically, his daddy used to do the same exact thing when he was little. Would have been nice to have that *heads up* when I saw it for the first time...
Anyway, Lars, you have grown up into a wonderful little boy who loves life, always finds the good in things (except chores), and will still snuggle with his mama. I love you forever.
