The Cure for Anything

I came across this picture recently and noted on the back that the date was 1996.  In my mind, the 90s weren’t that long ago. And then it dawned on me that it was 20 years ago. Twenty years?! How can that be? Honestly, when I look at Ian now, I still see this little boy, just a lot bigger. 🙂 it dawned on me that maybe my own parents still see me as the little girl I was, and that helps me understand them so much more.

I count myself as so lucky to be this cutie’s mom. The doctors told me that I would most likely never have children. I love kids, and would’ve had more if I could have.  My son and I were both lucky to have survived his delivery, and the doctors said I may not be so lucky the next time. So, I count my blessings and thank God every day for my son. Maybe, just maybe, someday I’ll have grandbabies. Hey, I’d be happy with step-grand-babies.  It’s weird to think that my son is the same age as I was when he was born.