Proud mom here again to introduce you to the last, but certainly not least of my offspring. Today I’m bragging about “JD”! “JD” was my fourth born and yes, another baby over 9 lbs. delivered by C-section. He had the most adorable round face with the kind of plump cheeks grandmas, aunts and complete strangers just had to kiss or squeeze. It was the same with his short chubby legs. When people would see him, the next remark after expressing how cute he was would almost certainly be something about his future career in football.
“JD” lived the sweet life as a baby, too, getting lots of attention from his oldest siblings. Even his sixteen month old brother would entertain him by talking to him, making faces and giving him toys or a pacifier when he’d fuss. He was a very happy baby and almost always smiled and laughed. It’s funny how some memories can stick in your mind. I can still see that smiley round face and hear him giggle. Excuse me for a second. I just need to stay in this moment a little longer…
There was no, I mean absolutely no stopping “JD” once he learned to crawl and walk. He was a “no fear” kid! We lived in a big old farm house back then, which made it hard to keep up with him. In keeping with the football player image, he was not just built with a sturdy frame, he was strong! He could easily move chairs around and would use whatever means was available to get whatever it was he wanted. I have a series of pictures I took of him getting into things. He’s in cabinets, on top of counters and tables, in the kitchen sink and there is one of him standing up on a table taking down my laundry room curtains. Once, I even found him lying on the top of the five foot chain link fence that was supposed to keep him safe in his outdoor play area. Of course, he’s laughing and smiling in every picture. He made it very difficult for me to reflect that firm tone in my voice, indicating when he was doing something he wasn’t supposed to be doing. I remember thinking often, “It’s a good thing you’re so cute!” The “no fear” thing had its down side though. I don’t remember how many emergency room visits we had with “JD”, but there were several.
You know how most babies and small children fall asleep when they ride in a car. With all the activity involved in his busy day, when “JD” would stop moving, no matter where he was, he’d be asleep instantly. That old farm house had a set of stairs in the front and the back of the house, as well as big closets and cabinets throughout. It was a great house for a game of hide and seek for our family of six. One evening as we were playing the game, we lost “JD”. We couldn’t find him anywhere. All of us became concerned as we searched every nook and cranny of that house, calling for him with no response, not even the sound of his laughter. We knew he was in there somewhere. Finally, someone discovered him. He found the perfect hiding place in a cabinet where linens were stored. There he was, behind a pile of towels on the back side of a deep shelf, sound asleep. We can laugh now, but we sure weren’t laughing at the time. I hope I don’t get in trouble for saying this, but even as an adult, he still falls asleep when he is forced to stop moving and always falls asleep in the car.
“JD” didn’t have the same challenges that my other children faced, but that doesn’t mean that he had it easy as he got older. I hate to say it, but “JD” probably got pushed to the back burner, so to speak. He was the easy going, roll with the punches kind of kid who didn’t make noise or stir up trouble. We had enough noise going on in our family that he kind of got lost in all of it. It was like when he crawled to the back of the shelf in the cabinet and was lost during our family game; only this game wasn’t so much fun. He certainly was there and needless to say, he certainly experienced the effects.
“JD” is very sensitive, caring and loving. He feels emotion very deeply. He’s much like me in the sense that he doesn’t often voice what he’s feeling, but we know something is there. He’s a great listener, too. He accepts people as they are and he forgives when they hurt him. He’s the kid that will come up and hug his mom unexpectedly, for no reason. I love that by the way, “JD”! When you meet him you will still find him, always smiling. His great sense of humor makes him a “life of the party” type person with a wonderful ability to make people laugh.
I didn’t give “JD” the heads up about this post and he doesn’t read my blog, so I won’t get to gushy and risk embarrassing him. I don’t think he even knows I have been writing about his siblings this week, so this will probably be a surprise to him. I’ll send him a link though; because “JD” has to hear how incredibly proud I am of him, too! And “JD”, I love you with all of my heart!