Sweet Birthday Boy

Happy Birthday, Sweet Noah!

My sweet Noah is FIVE! Where does the time go? I remember the day Noah was born like it was yesterday. He is very special to me because he was the answer to many of my prayers. I loved having his 2 big sisters, but I wasn’t sure if God would bless us with another baby. He was definitely worth the wait!

Five years ago today, our family was looking for a home of our own. We lived in a tiny apartment at the time because we were tired of renting. We were saving money to buy our first home. We spent most of my pregnancy with Noah looking for a home. This photo was taken just 8 days before I gave birth to Noah.

The day before I went into labor, the girls and I had done a big shopping trip at Costco. I was 5 days away from my due date and exhausted! We stopped by the shop to drop off groceries from our trip and to visit Daddy. Daddy was finishing up an engine replacement job for a company that was widening one of the major highways. He wanted to get the job completed as soon as possible because we didn’t know how much time we had left! I was too tired to drive home, so the girls and I hung out at the shop waiting for Daddy to be done. The girls gave me acupressure massage that’s supposed to help you go into labor. We had no idea it would work so well!

Daddy finished up his work about midnight at the shop and we went home. The girls went to bed right away, while Daddy and I looked at houses for a bit. Daddy went to bed about 2:30a.m. I stayed up because I couldn’t sleep. About an hour later, I knew why. Around 3:30a.m., I started having regular contractions. I didn’t wake anybody up because we had a false alarm the week before on Daddy’s birthday. I wanted to be sure before we headed to the hospital again. Everyone woke up around 9:00 a.m. and contractions were getting stronger and regular. Daddy could tell by the look on my face that it was TIME to have a baby boy! He was born later that night. While I was in labor, Daddy found the home we would purchase, too.

Noah’s birth experience was just as unique as his siblings. His birth reminded me that God always answers our prayers, just not always when or how we want Him to. The answers are yes, no, and WAIT. I’m thankful that God is in control of the plan for my life, not me. Noah was many prayers that God told me to wait, then one day God told me yes.

His name means to be peaceful comforter bearing Christ. This has definitely been what he has taught me about life. I learned through waiting for him that my peace and comfort is found in Christ and what he came to earth to teach us. He taught me that I can have peace and comfort no matter what I’m facing.

He taught me to trust God’s plan for my life and to be comforted by His peace in all things. He’s lived up to his name and given our family peaceful comfort bearing Christ through life’s joys and sorrows. Just after he turned 6 months old, Norm’s dad went to be with Jesus. We were so thankful that Grandpa had lived to see Noah because Noah was his dying wish. When he was 18 months old and still nursing, we lost his little brother, Hezekiah, through a difficult miscarriage. I wasn’t sure I wanted any more babies because I was scared of losing another one the same way. Noah taught me to trust God and rest in the peace and comfort of God’s presence, no matter what I faced in life. Noah gave me peace and comfort by continuing to nurse through another pregnancy with his little brother, Nehemiah, and then tandem nursing with him for over a year.

Today Noah loves to play with his siblings, with cars,
watch airplanes, and help Daddy fix things.