Of course, with his birthday, I'm always reminded of what took place before he was born. It, as always, makes my heart, and arms, ache for our lost babies. Aching for them, while also rejoicing in the birth and life of our son. Not that all of my kids' birthdays aren't special, because they are. But, his birthday...its just a tiny bit more amazing. All the heart ache, loss, grief, anxiety, fear, hope, and prayers that came before this child. (Even during his birth.) It makes the remembrance of the moment we met him that much sweeter.
Look how much he's grown. He's such a character. Independent, opinionated, funny, and sweet. He loves legos, batman (still!) and his Chillo . Looks like his daddy, who shares his birthday.
Happy birthday, little man. We love you.
