
Dear Alex,
The joy that you have brought to my life has been so incredible, I could not imagine not having you in my life. The stuff we have done together, the smiles, the tears, the games, everything has been so wonderful. As I am writing this you are 10 years old, outside playing with your friends and having a great time with them and your little sister. I love seeing you happy and smiling. It’s what I look forward to seeing everyday. Here is the story of your beginning. It was February 1, 2001 when I found out I was pregnant with you. When we went to the doctors to confirm it, he came in and told us that I was 5 weeks along, I was so happy I hugged dad so hard he couldn’t breathe (haha). You were due to be born on October 6, 2001. We were so excited to have you. The morning sickness came immediately, which really sucked, but it was so worth it. We were living in a tiny apartment at that time in American Fork, Utah, but after about a month we decided it would be best to move in with my parents in Lindon, Utah until you were born to save up some money so you would be well cared for.
Grandma and Grandpa Brewer had fun helping us prepare for your arrival. It was hard on them with my mood swings and cravings, but they got through it. We had a little scare a few weeks after finding out about you while in St. George attending the wedding of Aunt April and Uncle Curtis. I started to bleed a little and we went to the hospital to make sure that everything was ok, and it turned out you were fine, I just had a small infection, but those can be dangerous while pregnant, so we still had to be careful. I had a lot of those during the pregnancy and had to go to the hospital many times. I craved a lot of things while pregnant with you. I loved to eat pizza, and salad with ranch, chocolate, sprite, steak and lots of Hawaiian punch. The things that made me feel sick was the smell of sautéed mushrooms, lasagna and ramen noodles. It was so awesome to feel you start moving in my tummy. The little wiggles and kicks were just so cool. At 12 weeks we were able to hear your heartbeat. I was so amazed at how strong and regular it was. At about 22 weeks we got to get the ultrasound that would tell us what you were. Dad and I agreed that if you were a boy we would name you Joshua Adam but it later got changed to Alexander Nicholas, and if you were a girl, we would name you Mikaila Elise. Well obviously we found out you were a boy, and we were so excited. You just kept getting bigger and bigger. It was fun to play with you while you were in my tummy. You would move around in such a way, it would look like my stomach was alive, and you would poke your butt out and it would look lopsided.
You loved to hear daddy’s voice and to feel his hand on my stomach. Your favorite song was “Shake your booty” Every time you heard that you would start kicking so hard and wiggling, it was fun. There was another scare later on when Aunt Mary gave birth to Ehlena, your cousin, in July. I had been with her most of the night and hadn’t had much sleep, and it caught up to me and I started having contractions. It was scary. I asked a nurse about it and she told me to go straight home and lay down and hopefully they would stop. So I did, and fortunately they stopped. I had another ultrasound not long after that and saw how big you were getting and I saw your big feet and chubby cheeks. I was just so anxious for you to come. The last week of my pregnancy with you was SO hard! I was sick, I was hurting, but one day I had a dream about you, you were all grown up and you told me that you were coming soon and that you loved me. I will never ever forget that. On October 3rd, 3 days before my due date, I had to go to the hospital because I was having very painful contractions, and we didn’t know if they were real or not. They got me in a room and checked me and I was a little dilated, but my water hadn’t broken yet so they were thinking about sending me home, but I really didn’t want to go home. It was so painful. A little while after that the water started leaking a bit so they kept me there. I tried to get through the contractions the best I could, but eventually caved in and got an epidural. They really aren’t as bad as I thought they were. And boy did it feel good to not feel the contractions. But the relief didn’t last long. Apparently, epidurals make me very sick and I spent most of labor throwing up and was exhausted. I spent 12 hours in labor. I wasn’t able to start pushing until about 11:30 that night (and I had gone to the hospital at 11:00 that morning.) I was so sick and tired though that it was very hard to push, so they had to give me a break before trying again. About 40 minutes later they had me start pushing again because your heartbeat was slowing down. Luckily this time I was able to get my strength together to get you out. On October 4, at 12:37 you were born. I was so happy to see you for the first time, but they didn’t let me hold you or see you for long. Dad was able to cut your umbilical cord, but they had to take you away to put you on oxygen cuz you weren’t breathing well. Later they told me that your umbilical cord came out with you while it was supposed to stay attached to the placenta, and that during the pregnancy it was not attached correctly so I came so close to losing you, and I am so glad I didn’t. When they took you away, they put me on lots of drugs to help me recover. They were having complications getting the placenta out. Because of the drugs, I went to sleep while they got you all cleaned up and breathing better.
Dad was able to spend time with you and welcome you to the world. It was 4 hours later before I woke up enough to hold you and see you. You were the most beautiful baby I had ever seen. It made all the complications worth it. You had a little bit of hair and you had chubby cheeks and big feet like we saw in the ultrasound. The people that came to see you at the hospital were Mary, Ehlena, and Grandma and Grandpa Brewer. Daddy’s side of the family came to the house later to see you. They were really excited. And you were a hungry baby. You did not like to stop eating for anything. We had to supplement your diet with formula as well as my milk cuz nothing seemed to fill you up. It was really hard adjusting to you at first. You didn’t like to sleep at night and you got colic a few times and colds which made it hard for you to stay comfortable, but we were patient and got through it. The day we brought you home we found out that dad lost his job and had to look for another one. Dad started working at Convergys, and had to work late hours so it was up to me to keep you sleeping at night. You preferred to sleep in your car seat. Again it was tough, but we got through it. I was just so happy to have you. You were always smiling, and making funny noises. And you would make the cutest pouty face when you were sad. You still do. For Halloween that year you were still too young to take out so I dressed you up in a furby sweater and that was the first day you really smiled. It was so awesome. When I see baby pictures of you, I can still feel exactly how it felt to hold you and how cuddly you were and still are. Seeing you grow is the best thing. You are always so smart, sensitive and you do and say the silliest things. I am so incredible proud of you and the person you are. I have the best 2 kids in the world and I couldn't live without you or Mikaila. Happy Birthday Alex! Mom and Dad love you so so much! Never forget that. Thank you for being our son.











