Sleep.

This time last year I couldn't sleep. I stayed up until around midnight watching tv and just trying to get comfortable. Nothing was working. Tonight I'm trying to get comfortable and make myself go to sleep and all I can think about is what my body went through a year ago. At this moment last year I had swollen ankles, feet, hands, and, well, everything! This year I'm not swollen but my back is aching from helping build a little boy a sand box today.

I can remember calling my best friend, Elizabeth. I can remember meeting her at the hospital. She got there before we did. I think she was just as excited and nervous as I was. I can remember texting Seth and telling him to come to the hospital. Calling my in laws while I waited for my parents to get here. An calling my baby brother, who was living in Illinois, and telling him we were headed to have his nephew. I can remember every single moment of it. And this week it seems that those memories are just flooding back.

I checked on Talent before I came to bed and I just stood there for a minute and looked at this precious little boy. I can remember when he slept in a swing in my room, right next to my bed. And when I finally moved him to his cradle (still next to my bed) and let him sleep there. And I can remember the very first time we put him in his crib. He slept fine, I was a wreck. I just stood there and watched him sleep for a minute tonight. He has grown so much. He is learning so many new things every single day. It is so fun to see and be a part of. But there are moments, like today, when he takes three steps on his very own with our realizing he did it by himself, when I wish it would slow down.

I'm sure this isn't the last post you'll see this week. Sorry I'm so gabby. But hey, when you are pretty sure you're only having one kid, why not relive the experience and make it exciting every year? It was one of my favorite things about the Gilmore Girls. Lorelei always retold Rory's birth story to her every year. While it may not work out that way for me since I have a son, I can blog about it. So I'm sorry, you may get to hear this snappiness every year around this time.

Now here's a picture of my big boy. Now & then.