My Beau will be 8 years old next weekend! Seems like just yesterday he was my tiny 3 pound preemie and now he is my 80 pound 8 year old who wears the same size shoe as his mom. He makes my days brighter and my life worth living. He is the reason I am who I am, really. I know it sounds cliche, but there is no way I would have been able to move forward after losing Callum if it had not been for Beau. He gives me so much happiness and joy and knowing that he depends on me every day is what has kept me moving. From the moment he was born he has been an inspiration. With his difficult delivery, NICU stay, hydrocephalus, surgeries and everything he has been through since he is honestly my hero.
I am so happy to see him grow into the person he is becoming. He is sensitive and caring, but outgoing and opinionated at the same time. He is careful not to hurt others, but always makes his voice heard. Friendships come easily for him, but his heart is easily saddened by things out of his control. He wants to make everyone happy all the time and it upsets him horribly when he is unable to. Every single day I am proud of him. He impresses me with his attitude toward life and even though it is typically the parent's role to guide their children, I feel there is so much I can learn from him.
There are no words that can describe the love I feel for my sweet boy. He knows he is my world and I know I am his. One day he will grow up and move forward with his own life, but for now he is all mine and his mommy is his favorite person in the universe. 
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