Pater Familias - Part II

There is so much I want to say.  First is first.  My son was born on January 17, 2013.  The road to that moment was one answered prayer after another.  And the journey since that moment of birth has been another intense exercise of faith.  Everyone has been amazed of what great nurses and doctors we have had tending to our days-old baby.  Our family, friends, and Church family prayed so much.  There were times I wanted to cry in pain and other times I wanted to cry in joy.  Driving home from the hospital every morning to be home by 6am to get our other kids ready for school was alone time that made me reflect.  I mostly reflected on God's love, which also made me feel really loved and moved to tears for the miracles happening every day for my newborn son.  May everyone be recompensed blessings many times fold for their prayers.

Today, eight days later, my son is home for the first time.  Thank you, Jesus, for such love, for this miracle, for every moment that led to this moment of having him home.

One of the first things that I did upon arriving at home, was open three CDs.  I grew up listening to Cri Cri records.  My mother would place the records on the record player.  As I got older, she taught me how to put the records on myself.  We would sing our favorite songs together.  One day, I came across a Cri Cri CD at the store.  I wrote the date on the price tag after I bought it.  October 6, 2001.  This was eleven and a half years ago.  I vowed not to open the CD until I had my own son to play it for.  Within the year, I bought two more CDs.  All three have been on my music shelf in a special place ever since.  Yesterday, I dusted the CDs.  This morning before going back to the hospital, I readied a little boombox CD player near the crib.  Each moment was bringing me closer to upwrapping the CD's from their dusty packaging.

Finally being at home, the CDs are now unwrapped and being played for the first time; almost twelve years in the making.  I've kept myself from getting too emotional but this is a very special moment for me.  He seems to like the songs and are helping him relax and make himself at home.

Now that he is home, the next thing to open are the "It's a Boy" cigars that I bought days before he was born.