I don't think I have expressed my gratitude yet this year for my son. Kenneth Blaine Davis. He is such a wonderful joy. He was a tremendous blessing after so many miscarriages. As I look back, I really knew nothing about being a mother. What a wonderful baby he was. If you could say a baby was too good, it would be Blaine. But possibly to his detriment. He wasn't eating enough and was just so skinny. He was one week old in this picture. He had a lot of blonde hair, it sure doesn't show up in the pictures.
He smiled very early on and was just happy. When I walked into a room there would be a smile and I think the way his daughter, Ashlyn laughs, that is the way he smiled. All the time. He was such a good boy.
This is his one month old picture. Still a little skinny but he was doing much better. I had to wake him up after 3 hours and feed him and that was helping a lot. Having this new little spirit in my arms and realizing he had been with those who have passed on just so recently. The gift of life is an amazing thing. Such gratitude for the sweet little spirit.
As Blaine grew older he just got better. He loved other children, he loved his grandma's and he loved his dad. It was a joyful event to see his dad come home from work and the love of a father to a son and the smiles and baby talk that would be received between both of them.
At the time he was born, my husbands daughter, Melissa, lived with us and she loved Blaine very much. During that time we had a lovely little family filled with joy and love and kindness.
Then as time went by my beautiful baby boy was becoming a beautiful toddler and when Ambur was born, he loved her from the minute she arrived. He was all about guarding and protecting her. He has never once thought of her as anything other than his sister through and through. He was determined to be able to feed her, hold her, change her and listen for her to cry and anything else he could do. He just took it upon himself to be the best big brother.
He would constantly pick her up and carry her around and I was sure he would accidentally hit her head on a corner or something so we made a rule that he always had to have a pillow under her and ask before he just carried her around so then he was content to have me get her and he could just hold her. Sometimes I just had to say, "It's mommies turn to hold her". He could make her smile just by talking to her. I am certain they were kindred spirits in the life beyond the veil. She would giggle when he said a prayer and he was so proud when we would go somewhere and he would say I have a new sister and she is mine. He just loved her so much. I don't think I can remember one second of jealousy.
I took this picture and told him she was making a funny face for the camera and so he did too. Not such a good funny face guy! But cute none the less.
When Ambur broke her leg, he was so concerned about her. He did things for her and made sure she was out of pain and didn't want for anything. Just the best son and big brother one could ever ask for.
Life carries on and Blaine just grew and grew. He loved playing basketball--I think from the minute he was born-- and he was a good friend to all around. He was a great student and he really didn't get into trouble, all his teachers told me what a joy he was to have in class.
That carried on throughout his years and I will have more posts about his life but today I am grateful for him as my child, an infant, how lucky am I! He is joy and he is a wonderful father and I am so blessed to be his mother. I am grateful for his kindness even today and thank my Heavenly Father for the joy he has been to me. He is a blessing. I love being his mother.
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