Ian's first minute as an 8 year old. Please ignore the caseless pillow behind him.
I spent the entire day in bed in incredible pain. It was major gall bladder type pain that took up most of my trunk, but I don't have a gall bladder! I told Ian that I really didn't feel like I could go the baseball game that was to be his present but that they should all go without me. He said that he didn't want to go if I wasn't going and that we could just order dinner in so I could stay in bed. For a while I was going to do that, but Emily brought me up some vitamin C to see if it could help me so we could go for Ian's game, breaking my heart even further.
I did start to feel better just had an all over exhausted feeling. Just two birthdays ago I was having a miscarriage on his birthday, and was able to participate so I knew that I could do it if I really tried. I put my favorite outfit on and pulled my hair back to help me suck it up and go. I'm so glad we did because my boy had the time of his life.
When we got there, Tommy went to go pay for our lawn seats and a gentleman stopped me and asked if we had tickets yet. He said he had been looking for a family to give his tickets to but there just weren't any families. We very thankfully took the tickets that happened to be right on the first baseline, where Tommy caught 4 foul balls (we gave two away to the only other two children around us), a friend from church brought Ian a ball and yelled for the team to come sign it for his birthday and they did, then another gentleman gave us a ball, and when they were playing in the sand pit they got a home run ball!
I stayed until they put his name in lights then Jonathan and I went to the car to sleep.
After I left, Pinch (the mascot) came with the Tie Dye Guy and our whole section sang happy birthday, they gave him a bag of m&ms and they all signed all of their balls.
He had a great day!