One year ago, at 7:17am the most wonderful gift I'll ever receive came into this world and my life has been brighter since. My sweet little Liam was born and is now a sweet, silly, happy one year old. But, I'd lie if I didn't tell you there is a tinge of sadness in my heart today, on this big first birthday.
While looking back and compiling his first year photos, I had a hard time remembering some of those early days. Have I already forgotten? I can't even remember what it felt like to hold his 8-pound body in my arms. It all went too fast. The first 3 months are a blur in my memory. How did we get to one year already?
Oh but the goodness he's brought to my life, so many lives. I do remember the first time I saw him smile {like a for real smile, not just gas}. It was magical. And I remember when he stayed sitting up all by himself for the first time. I remember when he ate real food for the first time {green beans} and how messy and fun it was. I remember his first experience at the beach, enthralled by the sand and ocean. I remember when he rolled - we clapped! I remember when he crawled - we clapped more! I remember when he walked - we clapped and sang yay! I remember when he started clapping - and saying "yayyyyy!"
I don't remember what life was like without him. And I'm okay with that.
