I can’t believe our baby boy is one. 

I of course remember so vividly the day he was born, coming two days early as a surprise (his birth story is here), and arriving so differently from our other children had. And he is still showing us just how different he is from his older brother and sister. 

In so many ways, he has been easier. He goes with the flow. We take him to his big brother and sister’s sports practices and games, events, and out where we go.

He slept through the night earlier than our other kids (THANK YOU!), so much so that sometimes I get up in the night more because of his siblings than him.

He has also been harder – he is on the go so much more than I remember FW or LM being. He is constantly moving. He is always climbing. He wants to put everything and anything in his mouth (which FW honestly never did). He wants to chase his siblings, and who could blame him?

And he we love him so much. WE love him. My heart couldn’t be more full than when he wakes up in the morning and his older siblings immediately dote on him, give him good morning hugs and kisses. And seeing his face light up when they enter his room to play. 

Yes, having three kids is HARD and TIRING. But we are so happy with our new addition. What a year it has been!

Happy birthday, GM. We love you!