
My baby turned one today.
When I woke up this morning a flood of memories filled my mind starting with exactly a year ago today when I gave birth to our first son at 8:17am, Sept 1, 08. What a surreal moment for Christian and I, to think our life changed that very moment he entered the world, and his little life depended completely on us to survive. His body so small and seemingly fragile. Yet, at that moment we felt confident enough to take on the responsibility that seemed so large and daunting just months before.
As I entered his room this morning, I looked over his crib and found him crawling around, content just to be awake. To think, the day we brought him home from the hospital, his crib seemed oversize for such a little body. Would he really grow into it so fast?
Those middle of the night rendezvous feedings we had now long over, and so many stages of change he had already gone through in just one year. The three of us had been to so many places together, new sights and sounds had been introduced, and he has now spent every holiday with us.

There have been moments where I often times still feel so young and unequipped for all the responsibility that I now carry, like the feeling I use to get when I was still in high school or college and still felt so immature and young- unready for the responsibilities of the real world. Now I only feel that for seconds, and I realize that I am ready. By no means do I have it figured out, but I'm ready to take it on.
Jonas is one today. It's gone by fast, but we don't wish back on any moment of it. We've been given the most incredible opportunity to raise, teach, and instruct him as long as we are his parents, and we only look forward to more years ahead...




