Anthony is THREE Years Old
Continuing with birthday month here!
My last baby. My little man. My “shuggie” and “boobie” as I call him. He turns three today. I CAN NOT BELIVE IT. Just like his sister, born 4 years and 3 days earlier, I remember his birth like it was happening right now. I remember, knowing he was my last baby, spending all of my time in the hospital cuddling, smelling, and starring at his little perfect face.
Anthony was the earliest of all my babies to be born as he didn’t make 40 weeks, but 39 weeks and 5 days! He came via my first c-section which was very unexpected and last minute when my last ultra sound revealed he was breech. With the cord around his neck! Panicked for him and the surgery I barely slept the night before we were due at the hospital. I had no idea what to expect as all my babies had come when they decided. Everything was quick and successful. He was born perfect at 7 pounds 4.4 ounces. Anthony was also my smallest baby which is quite a difference from today. Today he is heavier and just as tall as his four year old sister, Valentina!
Anthony is the funniest brother his sisters will ever have. He has the most contagious laugh, a big voice for a little guy, and give the best hugs and kisses. He is very much Mr. Personality around here.
Every night he snuggles with me in my bed for bedtime stories. After that I tuck him in to his big boy bed and he always tells me he loves me. In the morning, EVERY SINGLE DAY, he climbs into my bed and says “GOOD MORNING MAMA!” and give me a big kiss!
Anthony is so easy going. He has been just the perfect addition to our little family since the day he was born. I can’t imagine a day without him.
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