A reflective view of Eden's 1st Birthday

After I wrote Eden’s birthday blog, it actually hit me that Eden was a year old. And there was nothing I could do to change that. Not that I needed to, really. Just that, if I did, I couldn't. I re-read our blogs from last August, when she first came into our world and the days that followed. Al and I told the same story from two different views. I had forgotten how tiny she was against us, and how her little cries were music to our ears. How I didn't think it was possible for a human being (me) to be that sleep deprived, and still be alive. It seemed like the longest nine months of our lives waiting for her, and now 12 more have past. I’m going to be a basket case come Kindergarten! You know, I didn’t think I knew what I was doing as a new mom from day to day, but looking back, I guess maybe I did.

Here, a few photos of the 'opening presents' part after we returned to Wilcox.


Hmm, this looks edible....


Al found this bib for Eden in St. Louis. It reads, "Official Potluck Taster"

Mommy's little girl, ball cap and all. Thanks, Jerry and Sarah!