He is 5

Today is my son, Iain Patrick's 5th birthday.  He is very excited and happy, he has been claiming to be five since he was three!  This afternoon will bring family, and food, his favorite, pumpkin pie, and of course presents. It's so hard to believe he is five and even harder because of the realization that I no longer have any babies.

 I was thinking while laying in bed last night about Iain's birth and how at that time five years earlier I had already begun the dull ache into my lower back alerting me that my son was on his way.  My mother and sister had come to stay for the birth and my sister was the first to know about the labor.  I had been sitting at the computer finishing an e-mail, and Shannon was sitting near and we were chatting. I kept moving to get comfortable and rubbing my back and she asked if I was ok, and I said "yes, it's just labor", she wanted to know what to do and I told her nothing it will be a while and I went to bed.  It was after 2am when the labor woke me, I watched the time and listened to my body and my son and waited a while before waking Robert. All went well for us, Iain was born with his cord wrapped around his neck twice in two pushes, though blue at birth because of the cord he had no lasting effects.  My doctor and his wife and I had a bet on the size of the baby, everyone says your second is bigger and the doctor's guess was 8-9lbs, my daughter was 8lbs2oz. I knew he would be smaller and I was right he weighed in at 8lbs.

He was the perfect addition, making our family feel more whole and expanding our love to include another.  He was very laid back and peaceful, and that was such a blessing because Finnley was two and needed a lot of attention.  Robert began working on the slope when Iain was two weeks old, he was gone for three weeks and home for three, meaning I was on my own with two little ones.  We struggled in the beginning learning our new rhythm and the new order of our days, but soon it was like he had always been with us and we never looked back.

Iain has grown so strong and sure of himself. He is creative and inquisetive, and very loving.  He shares because he wants to not because he has to.  He loves animals, bugs and birds. His favourite food is berries, and his favourite place is outside.  He has taught me patience and only having a sister myself how to live with a boy.  He amazes me and everyday with him is an adventure I would never give up.