I was not happy when I found out I was having a third boy. I wanted a little girl. I was overwhelmed with two little boys and a husband that was a very busy medical resident. Everyone told me that the third child was the hardest — the one that would put you "over the top." I was worried and wondered WHY?
But I quickly learned that what "they" didn't know (I didn't really know it either — yet) was that Heavenly Father knew exactly what I needed. He knew that I needed to "specialize" and that like my great-great grandmother Minnie McDougal (mother to 10 sons) I would discover unbelievable joys in raising boys. Heavenly Father sent me Trey and Trey kept me up at night so we could spend time together, alone — but Trey also made me laugh and helped me find my groove as a mother. He was and still is incredibly loving and easy to be with and talk to. He came with a wonderful sense of confidence and an easy-going nature that attracts others to him …
Trey … it's your special DAY, and since Dad and I are in Japan, we have something special for you. I've asked Jennifer to have you read this blog post when you wake up, so I can tell you to go look in the laundry chute … and see what you find.
Here's a little Happy Birthday HINT:
In your FAVORITE COLOR (of course.)