Baby, Parenthood

This Time Last Year


I was sitting up in the hospital bed, listening to the sound of the little stranger’s heartbeat inside me. A stranger to be sure, for although we were intimately acquainted after nine months together, we had never looked into one another’s eyes.

Tomorrow my son turns one year old. The boy who made me a mother.

The cake is iced and ready. The candle is waiting to be lit. He sleeps upstairs in his bed not knowing the day ahead will bring surprises and adventure. I sit below him and try to imagine what a year’s worth of life is dreaming up above my head.



1 thought on “This Time Last Year”

  1. An adventure is unfolding every day, enjoy the journey with this sweet boy! He has a gift of bringing joy to everyone he meets!

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