Twelve years ago we welcomed our first child into the world. A dozen years later, and that beautiful little baby boy is now as tall as me. It happened in the blink of an eye. They tell you it will fly by, but it seemed impossible in the early years... I mean those sleepless nights felt like a year unto themselves. But here we are on the threshold of the teen years, and I can't quite believe it. Not possible! I've been tender and nostalgic all day. Truth be told... I've felt this way all week, as I recount my last few days of pregnancy. I've always done that with my children around their birthdays, think back to what life was like around their birth.
I am so eternally happy to have my son in our life. He made me a mother, and I continue to learn something new about parenting and life everyday with him. His sweet and enthusiastic words following tonight's birthday sundaes: today was "epic". And I would add... this journey is epic, and I'm so grateful to be sharing it with him.