Arguably, the most momentous day of my life.
On September 8th, 2014, I welcomed into this world my first born son, Mark Carter Evers, III!
Looking back, I can't even begin to describe the myriad of emotions I experienced leading up to that day. I'd spent the previous 9 months before he came on a roller coaster of excitement, fear, wonder, anxiety, and impatience.
What would he look like?
What will he grow up to be?
Will he have my eyes?
Will he always know just how much I love him?
How many diapers will we go through?!
The questions and unknowns were endless.
Before I knew it, that magical day came and I was FINALLY able to meet the tiny human I had spent so long nurturing. Oh wow was I nervous! All the way to hospital I was praying for an easy labor and a healthy baby.
After a few hours and a seemingly uneventful labor and birth, the doctor told us that we were lucky he was here...that someone, somewhere was looking out for him. Little Mark was born with a "true knot" in his umbilical cord that had been cutting off his oxygen supply. If I hadn't have gone into labor that day...I don't even like to think about that. I'm just thankful that my little man persevered, and that we were able to bring home our tiny miracle.
It's indescribable, the amount of love one can possess for someone they have never met before. A mother's love. I'd heard of it before, but now I know. Nothing could ever be more precious to me than this sweet child of mine. Guns and Roses reference completely intended :)
Thank you for listening to my story!
I'd like to introduce you all to my son, Little Mark aka Bean aka Tinselman (the name given to him by me in my sisters dream the day of his arrival).