Alex turns 13 years old today. I spent his "birth"day walking up and down our lane way and it didn't take long for him to arrive after we got to the hospital. I will always remember that day.
I actually use his birth/age as a way to measure a few important parts of my own life. I started quilting when I was 7 months pregnant with him... I took classes from a lovey person, Barb Robinson. I also measure how long I've been out of the teaching profession by his age because I didn't go back after he was born.
There's no doubt Alex has made our life interesting. This started from the moment he was born. He cried a lot. The poor guy had red red cheeks for ages it seemed... I guess teething was tough on him. When he was in kindergarten he had quite a hard time keeping his hands to himself. He was always physical... not necessarily in a bad way but in people's personal space too often. He definitely had a tough time adjusting to school. By the time he entered grade one, he seemed to settle into the school routine and became a much loved student. Alex is fortunate that learning comes quite easily to him. He loves playing hockey. He loves playing video games (ugh... the parenting challenges). He is in between two sisters in age. He is a typical 13 year old boy... driving his sister's and mom crazy at times but he is so loving and sweet. He has a HEART of GOLD. He has so much empathy for others. He is so good to anyone younger than him... he especially loves babies and toddlers. I am starting to see glimpses of his adult personality and I just know he will be a pretty great guy. I have my own ideas of the path he should take but I hope no matter what he does in his life that he remains helpful and caring and that he always looks out for the underdog and the less fortunate. Always.
HAPPY 13TH BIRTHDAY TO ALEX.