27 Years Ago
Whose birthday comes today,
We're waiting now to see,
Come take your place in the birthday chair and we will honor you!
Shawn has a birthday,
We're so glad,
Let us see how many he has had,
As we count the pennies we are told,
And the pennies say he's 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10-11-12-13-14-15-16-17-18-19-20-21-22-23-24-25-26-27 years old!!!
This is an old favorite family tradition. I learned this song at the old Leasburg Baptist Church. AND today we get to use it on our #1 son!! Happy Birthday Shawnie Boy!
Such memories!! I remember this day, 27 years ago! It was a beautiful fall morning when we set out to the Phelps County Memorial Hospital in Rolla to get this child.
I had prayed for eleven years to get the privilege of becoming a mother. It had been my hearts desire since childhood. I remember when I finally quit praying selfishly about it with a heart full of self-pity, and prayed that if it was God's will that we never have children, I could accept that. Just a short time after that, I found myself "with child"!
The pregnancy went well and Mike and I looked forward to this little bundle of joy. We took Lamaze classes and, much to my surprise, Mike had promised to go in with me.
I enjoyed every little move that baby made. It was such a fulfillment to finally be accomplishing what I had felt I was put on this earth to do.
After a few hours labor, my doctor, Dr. Bernard Draper, sent me to x-ray. I was then quickly preped for emergency c-section. At 11:52 AM, on Novemeber 3, 1978, Shawn Michael was born weighing 9 lbs, 3 1/2 oz, 22 inches long. He was beautiful, with lots of hair and blue eyes.
I remember the feeling of confidence that left me as we took him home that day. I had lived to be a mother and suddenly I was facing it. I felt so small and inadequate but I knew God would help me.
I purposed in my heart that this child would grow up knowing how much God loved him and how to be what God wanted him to be. When he was only 3 months old, I could ask him where Jesus was and his little eyes would go directly to the picture of "Jesus And The Children" over his changing table. I remember the first bible verse he memorized. "The Ward is my shep!" He would always use a arm motion at the end for emphasis.
The time came when at 4 he called me into his room where he and Maleah were sleeping together in his "big-boy bed". He was concerned that he was not saved. So after explaining the plan of salvation to him, I listened as he told Jesus he was sorry for his sins and asked Him to come into his heart. He immediately wanted me to tell "Maweah" about hell.
We used to play a game when riding where I would say something I was thankful to Jesus for and then he would say something he was thankful for. I remember the prayers at the end of the bed and at meals. I also remember one occasion when his heart was set on a certain "Transformer" and we prayed and I am pretty sure that he ended up trading for it with someone else.
There are so many memories in my heart. It would be hard for me to believe that there ever was a child that was more loved than Shawn was. We waited so long and I put so many hours into his care and upbringing.
There was a day when I reached down and took his little 3 year old hand and led him back to the bedroom and my heart was filled with so much love. I remember telling him that I had always wanted a little boy just like him!
I remember teaching him his letters and the sounds and helping him as he learned to read at an early age. We played for many hours with blocks and made cities all over our living room. We set up play houses with sheets and blankets and when Maleah got her kitchen set, we spent many hours playing that he and Maleah were the mom and dad in their house and I was the UPS delivery man. I would bring things to their bedroom door and deliver it.
I remember the many horsie rides on my back where I galloped through the house humming "The William Tell Overture"! I remember the ducks in the bathtub and "Gidget" the dog, the hamsters and "Flipper".
I remember getting to be the room mother in Kindergarten and how excited I was to have a child in school.
Learning to ride a bike was quite tragic in Shawn's life. I believe he may have fallen and scraped his knees BADLY at least 11 or 12 times before he finally got the hang of it. I kept telling him that some day he would be glad he knew how to ride a bike. It was finally all he could stand and I came in one day to find a sign on the front of his bike that he had made that said "For Sale"!! Thank goodness he got over it.
We had some great times with homeschooling. I remember the supper that he and Maleah made for us one time and he served like a butler, with the towel over his arm.
I remember the trombone and the specials he did with dad and how proud we were of he and Maleah and her trumpet as they did a few offeratory specials......well, except for that one!!! Remember, the one that was doing really good and then all of the sudden it all fell apart and Bro. Foster said something about just being glad it was over. I still think it was Bro. Horton's fault!!!!
So many memories!! School, friends, camp, junior church, TCCA, band, basketball, soccer, Awanas, knee surgery, Kamp Kickoff, Leadership Conferences, MAACS Competition, Girlfriends, learning to drive, his first kiss(of course mothers know when these things happen), college, cars, music, Lewis Motor,Wendy's, Holtzman-Bechtel, Best Buy, Circuit City, Ultimate Electronics, Eagle, engagement, moving to Florida and then the wedding.
Shawn you have been our pride and joy. We continue to be excited to hear from you and look forward to all that God has for you and Shannon!
We're waiting now to see,
Come take your place in the birthday chair and we will honor you!
Shawn has a birthday,
We're so glad,
Let us see how many he has had,
As we count the pennies we are told,
And the pennies say he's 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10-11-12-13-14-15-16-17-18-19-20-21-22-23-24-25-26-27 years old!!!
This is an old favorite family tradition. I learned this song at the old Leasburg Baptist Church. AND today we get to use it on our #1 son!! Happy Birthday Shawnie Boy!
Such memories!! I remember this day, 27 years ago! It was a beautiful fall morning when we set out to the Phelps County Memorial Hospital in Rolla to get this child.
I had prayed for eleven years to get the privilege of becoming a mother. It had been my hearts desire since childhood. I remember when I finally quit praying selfishly about it with a heart full of self-pity, and prayed that if it was God's will that we never have children, I could accept that. Just a short time after that, I found myself "with child"!
The pregnancy went well and Mike and I looked forward to this little bundle of joy. We took Lamaze classes and, much to my surprise, Mike had promised to go in with me.
I enjoyed every little move that baby made. It was such a fulfillment to finally be accomplishing what I had felt I was put on this earth to do.
After a few hours labor, my doctor, Dr. Bernard Draper, sent me to x-ray. I was then quickly preped for emergency c-section. At 11:52 AM, on Novemeber 3, 1978, Shawn Michael was born weighing 9 lbs, 3 1/2 oz, 22 inches long. He was beautiful, with lots of hair and blue eyes.
I remember the feeling of confidence that left me as we took him home that day. I had lived to be a mother and suddenly I was facing it. I felt so small and inadequate but I knew God would help me.
I purposed in my heart that this child would grow up knowing how much God loved him and how to be what God wanted him to be. When he was only 3 months old, I could ask him where Jesus was and his little eyes would go directly to the picture of "Jesus And The Children" over his changing table. I remember the first bible verse he memorized. "The Ward is my shep!" He would always use a arm motion at the end for emphasis.
The time came when at 4 he called me into his room where he and Maleah were sleeping together in his "big-boy bed". He was concerned that he was not saved. So after explaining the plan of salvation to him, I listened as he told Jesus he was sorry for his sins and asked Him to come into his heart. He immediately wanted me to tell "Maweah" about hell.
We used to play a game when riding where I would say something I was thankful to Jesus for and then he would say something he was thankful for. I remember the prayers at the end of the bed and at meals. I also remember one occasion when his heart was set on a certain "Transformer" and we prayed and I am pretty sure that he ended up trading for it with someone else.
There are so many memories in my heart. It would be hard for me to believe that there ever was a child that was more loved than Shawn was. We waited so long and I put so many hours into his care and upbringing.
There was a day when I reached down and took his little 3 year old hand and led him back to the bedroom and my heart was filled with so much love. I remember telling him that I had always wanted a little boy just like him!
I remember teaching him his letters and the sounds and helping him as he learned to read at an early age. We played for many hours with blocks and made cities all over our living room. We set up play houses with sheets and blankets and when Maleah got her kitchen set, we spent many hours playing that he and Maleah were the mom and dad in their house and I was the UPS delivery man. I would bring things to their bedroom door and deliver it.
I remember the many horsie rides on my back where I galloped through the house humming "The William Tell Overture"! I remember the ducks in the bathtub and "Gidget" the dog, the hamsters and "Flipper".
I remember getting to be the room mother in Kindergarten and how excited I was to have a child in school.
Learning to ride a bike was quite tragic in Shawn's life. I believe he may have fallen and scraped his knees BADLY at least 11 or 12 times before he finally got the hang of it. I kept telling him that some day he would be glad he knew how to ride a bike. It was finally all he could stand and I came in one day to find a sign on the front of his bike that he had made that said "For Sale"!! Thank goodness he got over it.
We had some great times with homeschooling. I remember the supper that he and Maleah made for us one time and he served like a butler, with the towel over his arm.
I remember the trombone and the specials he did with dad and how proud we were of he and Maleah and her trumpet as they did a few offeratory specials......well, except for that one!!! Remember, the one that was doing really good and then all of the sudden it all fell apart and Bro. Foster said something about just being glad it was over. I still think it was Bro. Horton's fault!!!!
So many memories!! School, friends, camp, junior church, TCCA, band, basketball, soccer, Awanas, knee surgery, Kamp Kickoff, Leadership Conferences, MAACS Competition, Girlfriends, learning to drive, his first kiss(of course mothers know when these things happen), college, cars, music, Lewis Motor,Wendy's, Holtzman-Bechtel, Best Buy, Circuit City, Ultimate Electronics, Eagle, engagement, moving to Florida and then the wedding.
Shawn you have been our pride and joy. We continue to be excited to hear from you and look forward to all that God has for you and Shannon!
posted by momlinda1945 | 8:18 AM
1 Comments:
well thank you very much! brought back lots of good memories!! you know the farther this gets (my birthdays), the older I feel... odd how that works... :)
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