Today is a very special day. My last-born, my sweet little Cuddle-Monster, Aaron, turns FIVE years old today. Of course, all our kids are special and all their days are special, and I love them all in very different and wonderful ways…but with my Aaron, I have a single solitary spot in my heart just for him.
He’s the baby that I didn’t plan and I never knew I wanted. After Andrew was born, I figured 2 children were enough for me. I wasn’t sure that I was going to stay with my husband at that point…the trouble had already started in our marriage. We couldn’t afford another child. However, on Labour Day weekend 2004, I had an inkling I was pregnant. I went out and purchased a test and sure enough, it came back positive in 30 seconds flat. I cried. What were we going to do.
Of course, there was no question…we were having another baby. I hoped it might be my girl, but I pretty much knew in my heart that I was having another boy. Each time I was pregnant, I just knew I was having boys, lol. I made some decisions…I was having the baby naturally, with no drugs and under midwifery care. That was the best decision I made…I loved being under the care of a midwife. Drug free childbirth hurt like H-E-L-L but it was so worth it…I felt incredible afterward and the baby glow I had was bigger and better than the 2 epidural births I had previous.
On Monday, May 2nd 2005, while watching CSI: Miami, I went into labour. The contractions came hard and fast. I barely made it to the hospital and within 3 hours of the contractions starting, I was holding my beautiful baby boy in my arms. Aaron Jacob was born at 1:30 am on Tuesday, May 3, 2005 (my paternal grandmother’s birthday). He was perfect…7lbs 5oz…my littlest baby (Allen and Andrew were 9 lbs 6 oz and 8 lbs respectively). He latched on nursing right away (my other two I had heaps of trouble with and weren’t nursed) and I couldn’t stop looking at him. He looks like my side of the family…you can look at him and definitely know he was mine.
Aaron didn’t have the idyllic family life his first 2.5 years of his life. Our marriage was not a happy one. We both loved him dearly, but just couldn’t love each other any more. Aaron was an incredibly serious baby, rarely smiled. I am sure that it was because our house wasn’t happy. We left when he was 2 years 4 months old. It took him a little while, but now he smiles…A LOT. I hate to admit that he did not get my best in his first years of life…and for that I will always have regret. Perhaps that’s why I have this soft spot in my heart for the boy. I love him and squeeze him and call him George…and he LETS me. I call him my Cuddle-Monster.
This morning, I wished him a happy birthday and picked him up in my arms. He’s still wee…about 32 pounds and the shortest in his class. Do you know what he said to me? He said:
Mummy, even though I am five today, I will still be your Cuddle Monster.
This is why I love him. Happy Birthday, Aaron…Mummy loves you so very, very much.