getting ready, for 1

A year ago today, at this very moment, we were getting ready to welcome you, our boy into the world. We were so excited and so full of emotion for all of the unknown - the labour and delivery, your arrival, bringing you home! and for how much love we'd have for you, and how much space that love would fill. Summing it all up is a difficult thing - the love, the experiences, the memories, the life-thus-far... and sitting here with his first birthday cake in the oven and a full glass of pinot grigio, I'm not so sure where to start - or how. So, I started looking back - one of the most fabulous things about having a blog - and remembered.

Even though you weren't a tiny newborn by any means, you were so small! And hungry. And we called you Mr Lumpy because you feel asleep on us all compact and curled up, and it was amazing. We cried when you were born and we understand more about our own parents, and how they feel about us. You are such a good baby - so good-natured and calm, and I'm pretty sure there are still some out there that refuse to believe that you cry. You did cry though at the beginning, and with mucho gusto. You were hungry! And as soon as we figured that one out life got a whole lot easier for us all. You love books and being on your feet and are wide-eyed and observant. You sleep well and we love it. You slept on your own in your room in Gatineau and now, here in Trento, we all sleep together in the room downstairs. At first, we thought that it wouldn't do, having you there at the foot of our bed. But after two months of hearing you breathing and waking up to you right there, we like it, and, realizing that this won't last forever, we'll enjoy it and soak it up while you, our babe, are still a little one.