At 10:09 of January the 15th, twelve years ago, our youngest was born. He was an 8 pounder baby. My pregnancy with him was a lot harder than with my daughter's but it was all worth it. Despite the doctor's suspicion that he might have a down syndrome, he turned out healthy, for that, we are truly grateful and blessed.
This guy's personality is way different than his sister. He is carefree and happy-go-lucky. He love to have fun and does not worry about things. It makes me worry and at the same time thankful. I worry that he might not be serious about things that matter but I am thankful that he isn't a worrywart like me. But then again, he is young and suppose to enjoy being a child.
My wish for you Anak, is to have a healthy and happy life. I pray that God will continue to bless you with that. Even when Mom and Dad will no longer be around in the future, I want you to remember how much we love you. Happy birthday!