One year.


It’s crazy to think that a year ago today, I was in the hospital and I hadn’t seen this beautiful face yet.

It’s hard to believe an entire year has passed already, but at the same time it’s hard to imagine life without E.

He is the single best thing to ever happen to me. He is funny (so funny!) and sweet (so sweet!) and amazing. He is the only person on this planet who can make me angry while simultaneously making my heart burst with joy and pride. He consistently keeps me in check, makes me more aware of my thoughts and actions than ever before. He makes me want to be better. I am better because of him.

I thought today would be different. Bigger. But E’s first birthday came and went without much fanfare. Maybe that’s because we had his party last weekend, but regardless… I’ve realized that watching him grow up is better done gradually, enjoying the subtle moments, than in specific steps. The little things are the big things.

And you, little man, are the biggest. I love you.

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