There are so many things in life that start with a dream, hope, lots of prayers, and in many cases, waiting. Waiting for something so very good, but trusting in God's perfect time. The birth of this boy represents all of that. This baby was a baby that we had prayed, hoped, and waited for, for a long time. Waiting, even in the midst of heartache, sadness, and grief makes the joy of his arrival that much sweeter.
Becca and I have done just about everything together for our almost past 15 years of friendship, high school yearbook, college, graduation, boys, maids of honor, marriage, and then we both knew we wanted to be Mommies together. On November 19th, 2009, we welcomed this wonderful girl Audrey into our lives and just like with so many things Becca was there. And for the past two years, she has been one of my biggest supports, encouragements, and friendship in motherhood. There are so many moments that I don't know what I would have done without her help. Audrey has been loved like her own girl in so many ways.
And on that day, December 6th, it was her turn, and I was so grateful to be a part of that moment and huge joy in her life. I will never forget those 12 hours, from her text at 5:30pm saying her water broke at Giant, to midnight texts from Dre with her contraction tracker log, leaving for the hospital at 1:30am, and Behr finally being born at 7:45am. She was a champ, a rockstar, my hero (And Becca is one of the only people I would stay up all night for).
This boy is such a wonderful gift to so many. You are loved little Behr. So so much. More than you could ever know.