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My shining star

 Being pregnant was the best feeling in the world!! I didn't have morning sickness. The only thing that swelled was my nose :) I literally would have had 10 more babies if there would have been a guaranteed way to have a pregnancy like my only one.

 I developed preclasmia during my 35th week of pregnancy.  A week had gone by and several test were ran, and i was told to admit to the hospital Thanksgiving night 2008. I had to be there at 7pm. They told me that they will induce me and I would have me a baby by morning.

 Our son was born Saturday November 29,2008 at 2:11pm. 7lbs 1oz and 19 3/4in. long. I was 36 weeks pregnant. He wasn't phased by the preclasmia. He just wasn't ready to come out! He was delivered by emergency C-Section and there fore had to stay in NICU until his lungs had developed. I knew he was in good hands, but the hardest thing I have ever had to do in my life is come home without my baby.

 Minus all the things he was hooked up to, he was beautiful. He had my heart. I was very thankful for my son. He was everything I ever wanted in a baby.

4 years later. He has a stronger hold on this heart of mine. He has developed into the sweetest most caring little boy any momma could ask for. We are truly blessed to have a son like him. He is a true mommas boy. He loves to play the drums. He loves Angry Birds. Loves to taunt his older sisters. Loves Lightening McQueen. Hes a daddy's boy. His favorite thing to wear at the moment is his Buzz Light year costume. Has a very genuine loving heart. I am forever grateful that God blessed me to be his mom. I love you Jaxon to the moon and back, infinity and beyond and forever and ever!!

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