Happy Birthday Trey!

TREY!, what can I say about Trey! First off, Happy Birthday, I can't believe your EIGHT. I was just telling you yesterday on our way to your "special birthday" dinner how I was in the hospital at this very moment 8 years ago. That seems so long ago, yet just the other day. That got me thinking about your definitely hard labor/delivery.

You were due October 2nd, but because I didn't want another c-section we decided to wait till you came on your own. After weeks of doing anything possible to get you out the doctor said you had to come out this week no matter what. So, we went to the hospital on the 9th at 8 am. The labor was induced. I felt labor pains all day. Your dad and I slept that night at the hospital, I was barely dilated to a 2! We woke up and started the process again. After another full day of pain and agony I was still only to a 4, the doc asked me if I would PLEASE get an epidural so my body would relax and work. Michael made me! It was midnight by now and the epidural just kicked in. The doctor decided to break my water, now that I have an epidural it will all work, right? WRONG! 10 hours later I was still barely a 6. That is 50 hours after entering the hospital, at a WEEK overdue, I was still only at a 6!

I gave up then. The doc was telling us your heart beat was slowing down and that it looked like you were under stress, so we agreed upon a c-section. At 10:49 a.m. we had our "TEY TEY". You were 9 lbs 6 oz. Just the cutest fatest little guy ever. We didn't know your sex till you were born so were so excited to see ya. I remember being SO tired that after they let me kiss you and I knew dad was going to the nursery with you I CRASHED! I told Wendy that I was going to sleep now and to wake me in recovery. That is the story of my long, hard painful labor with you, Trey!

We are definitely glad to have Trey in our home. He is our sweety of the family. All the other kids want to play with Trey over anyone else. Trey would give up anything of his for anyone. Trey has always been our family clown. He could make you laugh when you want to cry. He had a big heart too. He was only 6 when Azure died and I remember sitting in his room with him 2 nights after she died and I told him something sweet Azure used to say about Trey. He started crying. I didn't think a 6 year old had so much emotion. Recently we were talking about Azure and he just says "Oh that makes me sad" in a way you could tell he was holding back tears. I love his soft heart. He always talks about our family that has past from this life with such excitement, and how happy he is to see them again one day.

Thank you Trey for being yoou sweet, soft, funny self. We love ya!