Dearest God thank you for choosing me to be his mom.
Thank you for entrusting me with his life and well being.
Thank you God for his birth mother and her decision to put him up for adoption, and giving her the wisdom to discern that she was not ready to handle his issues.
Thank you for leading us to him.
Thank you God for all of the doctors, nurses, and therapist that have been such a big part of our lives and helped him in so many ways.
Thank you God that he had exceeded with relish the expectations of some of the doctors.
Thank you God that this son of mine is walking every day with a walker, laugh 90% of the time, tlaking all the time, smart, funny, talented, and on track in most ways--a vibrant life, a vibrant child.
Thank you for giving me the courage to move forward with his adoption when the fear of him possibly never being able to roll over or even hold up his own head was given to us as one of his possible outcomes.
Thank you for the gift of speech, that even with his spastic tongue, partially working vocal chords, and low muscle control in his cheeks, that he talks so beautifully that he does not even need speech therapy any more. NO doctor can explain how he is able to talk, let alone able to talk so well, but I know God that you blessed him, and gave him a spirit that can and DOES move mountians.
Thank you for all of the amazing gifts you have endowed him with--humor, joy, faith, love, and a stubborn streak that does not let anything keep him down (even if it does make him a little harder to parent).
Thank you fo rthe life and amazing beuaty and wonder of this child, for my beloved son.
Thank you for Josiah as he celebrated his 5th birthday.