Oh, where has the time flown? Tears fill my eyes with joy knowing how far our little man has come. The memories never fade for me on the eve of the birthday of our youngest son. I lay in bed tonight, so blessed God allowed me to birth and raise this young man. Trust me when I say our lives and my parenting were far from perfect, however, we have many perfect, tender, and sweet memories.
I remember like it was yesterday. It was 9 days after my due date laying in bed and unable to sleep. We were scheduled to be at St. David’s hospital the morning of October 9, 1998 to be induced.
Tossing and turning, partly because of the sweet watermelon of a baby in my belly and partly because of the great anticipation in meeting our sweet boy I managed to catch a few winks.
Five o’clock a.m. I showered and was getting dressed when I realize I am becoming increasingly uncomfortable, followed by painful discomfort. Then the light bulb went off. “I know what this is.” I thought. “He’s coming on his own.” I was so excited. I knew now we would have him here sooner rather than later.
I don’t recall what time we actually arrived at the hospital, but the staff knew my history and knew it would not be long. I had a history, just as with our first two, of transitioning from 4-10 cm in 20-30 minutes.
Oh boy, did things come on fast. Eventually, each new contraction came on the heels of the last contraction. Piggybacking one after the other I could hardly catch my breath. Fast forward to 9:40a.m. and sweet Travis Michael LaRoche came into this world weighing 9 pounds, 2 ounces. YES, 9 pounds. Precious, lots of hair and such a big little man already.
Our beautiful three boys, Tyler, Kyle, and Travis LaRoche have stolen our hearts. Bonded forever, loving brothers and great friends they’ll be. Each of them are unique and different. Each strong, confident and loving. We are truly blessed. Our family is complete.
Travis, you are one very special young man. Adventurous, strong in character, loving, creative, wild at heart, a great communicator, and lover of the outdoors. I am blessed to be your momma. We see your heart for others and know God has called you to a great plan and purpose. You are wise and mature beyond your years and we love you so very much.
This past year you graduated high school and quickly moved to Houston to begin school at UTI. By the grace of God you and Stella Mae weathered the storm and survived the catastrophic hurricane Harvey. You’ve proven to be very responsible with finances, day to day living and the necessary responsibilities of adulthood like making it to school not only on time, but early with perfect attendance and a 4.0 average thus far. We are proud of you no doubt and are thankful to God for His protection and provision in and over your life.
With this being your final year as a teenager you are finishing very strong with integrity and respect. You make us proud.
Happy 19th birthday sweet boy! We can’t wait to see all God has for you in this next year.
We love you always…
Photo credit: Missy Williams; Travis M. LaRoche
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