A year ago, the most incredible day of my life took place and this little boy joined our family.
(photos from my fabulous friend Christy)
The feeling I get after looking at this sweet baby is the same a year later. He is an absolute angel (and I hate saying that!), and a joy to have (I hate saying that, too). Really, after a complete anxiety attack when I found out I was pregnant, he gave me nothing to fret over.
Deacon James is sweet, loving, calm, but assertive. He has learned, in is one year, that to be heard in this family, you have to be loud. He's also learned that life might be rough but he's loved.
I can't believe this third boy is mine to raise. He is still waking at weird hours of the night, but I smile (after ample coffee) because my heart is so full.
Happiest of birthdays, little man! I can't wait to see what the future holds!
Deacon is my baby.
My baby is ONE!