Today, Aidan turns 8. Many of you know the adoption story of Corey and Isabella. Here's the baby story of Aidan.... Eight years ago, I was hugely pregnant. I was a week past my due date and I just knew that I would have a big baby. My doctor kept tying to reassure me that going past my due date was normal, that my baby would be around 7 pounds, that I most likely would not need to be induced or have a c-section. And yet, I could sense the opposite. I am pretty sure Daniel got tired of me whining and saying that my baby would be big. I remember him reminding me who the doctor was and how I should listen to her. He was trying to calm my nerves but I wasn't believing it. Then, days after my due date my doctor recommended I get induced. I was nervous yet glad to get it over with. I arrive at the hospital. The first nurse that visited me said one thing, "You know you are having a really big baby, right?"
After being hooked up to an IV for 22 some hours with pitocin FINALLY I became a mother for the first time. I gave birth to my handsome 9 pound 2 ounces baby boy.
I immediately coined the nickname for him of "Aidan Bear" since he was big and had lots of hair.

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