Let's take a little trip down Hudson Memory Lane:
We decided to have Hudson induced because I was measuring a little big, we wanted to make sure our doctor was on rotation that day, and I was DESPERATE to have him born on an odd day. Yes, you read that right. I NEEDED him to be born on an odd day...because Eric, Evan and I all have birthdays on odd days. I became fixated about this detail...pregnancy hormones are no joke!
Anyhow, the doctor complied, we induced this little guy, and he made us wait all day to meet him. I was getting nervous that he was going to be born on the 14th. We finally had to use a vacuum to suck him out. He was a little stuck. One suction later, and I held this funny-shaped head kid in my arms. And I've been in love ever since.
Hudson turns one.
Huddy turned 7 and celebrated at Chuck E. Cheese with a few friends.
Hudson negotiated sausage, bacon, and eggs for his birthday lunch. Dad is always in charge of breakfast fare.
The birthday boy.
We still need to eat the chocolate cake that Eric made and blow out candles, but I think it is safe to say that Huddy had a good birthday.
And here are a few more of my all time favorite photos of the youngest Forcey.
I die laughing every time I see this photo. Hudson has always been our chatty kid. He never stops talking! I happened to catch his earnest look and Eric's exasperated look one day at lunch!
Oh Hudson! How we love you. Our family certainly would not be the same without you. Happy Birthday big 8-year-old!