I have a new outlook on birthdays after having my own kids. I used to think of it like most of us do: it's a day to celebrate being born, spending time with family and friends, getting presents, etc. Now after going through pregnancy, labor and delivery I now think birthdays are more of a special day for mothers.
Calvin's 3rd birthday is a reminder to me of God's goodness. Ever since I was a little girl, I have always dreamed of being a mom. After Nick and I were married, I remember frequently dreaming about the day when we would get to start a family of our own. By God's grace, I was surprised when I found out we were pregnant with Calvin and had a very healthy 10 months of carrying him. Even though L&D was very intense and my first year with Calvin was a whirlwind of emotions, I became a mom and my dreams had come true.
As I look back on the past three years, I can see how God has used Calvin (and sweet Max too) to shape and mold me, to take me out of my comfort zone, and to soften my hard heart. In three years time I have learned how to slow down and rest in the mundane joy of playing with my kids while my house surrounds me with chores, and have learned a love that is like none other before.
It has been three years of waking up every day and knowing that whatever the day may bring, one thing was going to be for sure: it would never be boring. Calvin has blessed me with more joy, fun, tears, and scares than I could have ever imagined. In many ways I wish I could be more like him. His love for life and his willingness to try something new challenges me to continually strive to be the best mom, wife, and friend I can be. God has given Calvin the ability to draw people to himself and to make people feel special and appreciated.
I never prayed for a child like Calvin, but he was still given to me in all of his greatness as the very type of son I would have ever needed. I am so thankful that I have been a mom for 3 years. No amount of school or life experiences could have prepared me for these amazing years. I am forever grateful to be Mom.
I love you Calvin Nicholas Davis (although Calvin calls himself "Daisy"). But you will still always be my baby.