It was 4 years ago when I gave birth to my only boy c: He was really a bundle of joy, no words can express what I felt that time. I had about 24 hours of labor but did not feel it much because my doctor told me I had great tolerance of pain c: It was about 8:00 pm when I felt real labor pains. My son was out 12:04 am April 1 (yup April fools day) c:
Josh is a jolly kind of boy. He had no tantrums that is really major, meaning no waking up at the wrong side of the bed c: He doesn't easily gets upset when scolded instead he makes fun of you while accepting his sermons from me. I think he is pretty mature for his age. Maybe because he has no brothers and sisters and is most of the time around us grown ups.
We were planing a small party on Sunday, April 5 but I still prepared a small fudge cake for him the moment he woke up. He was so excited to blow his candles and eat his cake c: He slide out of bed, waited for our birthday song and blew his candles with a smile c: Opened his gifts and started playing with them. He really adores story books and trucks c:
He was jolly all morning while I was preparing his favorite adobo and macaroni salad. In the afternoon we went to the play park with dad and bought some ice cream on our way home c:
