We have recently celebrated Juan Carlos's 3rd birthday. I just wanted to take a minute and reflect on how much I love being his mom.
He was born after a short, but very painful (thanks to a pitocin-drip and a very late anethesiologist), delivery in Caracas, Venezuela. He entered the world sobbing; they handed him to me and I held his little face to mine and he instantly calmed down. It was one of those moments I will never forget. Not much has changed, to this day he is a true "mamma's boy".
Here's one of my favorite pics of him:
And, he loves to dance. This must have something to do with being born in Latin America because Guapo and I are not so hot on the dance floor. If we are out walking around and a car drives by with their bass booming, he will stop whatever he's doing and dance. Here is a little clip from a Halloween party last year. He went as a little pig (video courtesy of my good friend Alessandra):