Has It Really Been A Year?

As I’m typing this, I am looking at Jordan peacefully sleeping right next to me and I couldn’t help but get overwhelmed by how much I love him.

Earlier this evening, when I got home from work, I scooped up the Small Fry from the floor to give him hugs and kisses. I could see and  feel his excitement by the way he reached for me and it’s the best part of my day – coming home from work to hear my baby squeal in delight to see me. However, his excitement of seeing me  quickly faded. He started wiggling  out of my arms for me to put him back down so he could go back to playing with his toys. I closed my eyes and pictured his birth, and I clearly remember how sweet he smelled & how small he felt. I opened my eyes to a little boy crawling away from me toward his toys and has his own attitude on life. While I watched him walk and push around his wagon, my heart swelled. He’s not such a baby anymore.

A year ago today, I gave birth to the most precious baby boy.  He has been the biggest blessing God has ever given our family.  A year with him has been a year with someone who is just such an incredible spirit & personality and I’m looking forward to celebrate his very  first birthday later this morning tomorrow.