Over the weekend, my little guy turned one. ONE. The big one-two (months.) How did that happen? How are we already through a huge batch of hand-me downs from his older brother? How is he already trying so hard to walk and talk? How is it that I can stop pumping? (YEHA!!!)
Little one-Thank you for choosing me. For turning me into the mother of two. For helping me find my power. I love seeing your older brother be a big brother. I love it when the two of you play together. I love seeing your dad go from the familiarity of a family with one child (like his was) to a family with more than one child.
You bring so many gifts and smiles to us. We loved you before we even met you. My little sweet pea.