Today is my Pootey’s 12th birthday! Just the other day we were out shopping and he asked me why I nicknamed him Pootey? I said, “well Terrell I don’t really know”. When I first laid eyes on him thats the first thing that I thought of lol. The nurses handed him to me in my arms and he was VERY tiny. He only weighed 4 pounds and wasn’t scheduled to arrive till well after January.
I snuggled up with him and NEVER put him down. The nurses would scold me for spoiling him and to put him in the crib but I just would’t do it. I would sing to him and kiss him all over. He had the smallest feet and hands that I’d ever seen. Thats when I started calling him Pootey. I would say, “how’s my pootey doing today” and his eyes would light up. It stuck from that day on.
My hubby’s nickname is Poobie and I just kinda combined the two. I also had to say something different when both were in the house lol. My son has been a complete joy to me! He has made me smile,laugh uncontrollably,mad,happy and all of the above. I can say he is the sweetest kid with a big heart. Teachers, boy scout leaders, friends, other moms all have said my son is such a delight and has a great attitude(He got that from the mama).
I pray over my kids daily and try my best to provide for them and keep them safe. It’s so bad out here and I feel overwhelmed at times with all that happens in the world but with God in our lives I know he will protect my kids and our family. God Bless You Pootey and many more healthy years to come! WE love you! xoxo
