The little man is happy enough for me to continue my tall tale.

As crazy as it sounds, R and I have only been together since April 2008. Not long you say? Yes I know. We both marvel where are lives are on a daily basis. That's where K comes in. K is my son. He is mostly a fuss bucket, and completely handsome.
The beginning of K's tale begins like this...(well the beginning of us knowing about him)

Picture this: Cold day in December, two days after Christmas, when I decide to brave Walmart to get a few necessities. I pass the PG tests (because they are on my list with a ? beside them) and decide "why not?" Well I took it alone in our master bath and pregnant could not come up on the screen fast enough. Tears and wailing began. What would we do? R was a lot more calm when he found out. I was devastated. That was the beginning of our unexpected journey as parents. I look back and re-live those emotions and can't believe how much has changed. K is the most loved little boy in the whole world though and he will always know that.

The whole time I just knew he was a boy. I called him "he" the whole time. It was confirmed for us on April 7, 2009. R's and mine one year anniversary. We had a little boy, but our boy wasn't without compication. At our routine scan we found out he had a cleft lip. I must say I was devastated again and I felt guilty. I was the one growing him and my body failed. But I soon realized it was NOT my fault and it was just the way God decided K should be. Those first emotions after finding about K's cleft lip are still hard to re-live because now I can't imagine him without it. In fact, he already had his first surgery and I was upset to see his little cleft go.


K's first ultrasound picture

Again with the fussy baby, he is teething so life has been extra hard, but be waiting in suspense. The next entry will be about his birth!