Oh, my son. It’s been a year since I saw your beautiful face for the first time. I’ll be honest, after a perfect birth we hit a bit of a rough patch. Your colic/GI issues and my PPD…we were quite the pair. I can’t believe that we morphed into the giggly, silly duo that we are today. You laugh your way through life and you’ve never met a stranger. I hope you always stay that way. Your joy is such a gift. My gift has been to cut back on work and spend this first year with you. You, me and daddy. With the bigs (big brother/big sister) in school we just play all day together. We savored every second, knowing that you were our last. I saw every first milestone…smiling, laughing, crawling, walking. So many parents don’t get that opportunity and we’re thankful to be able to work from home. I’m aware of how lucky I am to have been present in almost every moment of your first year. We are blessed.
Happy birthday, TLC. Here’s to many more years of chaotic bliss. I love you.