Has It Really Been a Year?
As I sit here writing this post I really am trying to wrap my brain around the fact that a year.... AN ENTIRE YEAR! has passed since our sweet boy entered our lives.
A lifetime of waiting for him, to 9 months of carrying him could never prepare me for the amount of love and pure joy he would bring to my life. (sniffles)
Our little Boy A-A-K was born July 6th 2014, weighing in at a whopping 10.9 pounds and a head full of hair and chunky cheeks you could just swallow- he was our sun moon and stars the second I layed eyes on him.
A- Had a rough start- he was life flighted to Lurie Children's here in Chicago where we found that he has a heart condition called SVT- (Supraventricular Tachycardia)- he turned our world upside down- with mama recovering from surgery and daddy at his side his first week of life was a rough one. After getting his treatment and care under control we left the hospital, like any new parent with no clue what the future would hold. But we had him and thats all that mattered.
On his first birthday this is my letter to him.
This pastyear has been filled with giggles, coo's, smiles, laughter and tears (both yours and mine). Times when I felt the highest of highs, and times that no one warned me about; feeling the lowest of lows. Daddy and I have been pooped on, peed on, puked on, bit, scratched, and went what seemed like weeks without sleep, but here we are wishing it didnt go by so fast. What I would give for that new baby smell just once more.
All of the milestones, "honey his belly button just fell off" , 4 teeth at 4 months, Halloween, Christmas, to our first blow out while shopping at Mariano's (yes you were in just a diaper because I forgot extra clothes) Nothing was planned in your little world and we never knew what adventure you would take us on next. But Im ready- Im ready to spend the rest of my days as your mama, your best friend, sometimes your enemy. Im ready to cry with you, laugh with you and hold your hand through the good and the bad. I can say I am ready for your first crush, or first broken heart but I would be lying... For just this moment I want to think of you only as you are... my sweet little BABY boy.
Happy 1st birthday Buckaroo!