to this:
Chris and I honored this day- that was remarkably cool compared to the typical 104+ nightmares of late- with a lunch outside with our little man. We got some subs and ate at the little grassy knoll of the arboretum. I recalled eating there a few weeks after I found out I was pregnant, and telling Andrew about the news, still in complete disbelief at the words "I'm pregnant" mumbling from my awkward lips. Then afterwards Andrew and I had gone to Barnes and Noble and looked up baby names in books. I remember we sat in the kid's section and I watched children playing, so nervous and excited about the unknown to come.
Today Chris and I also wandered over to the BNN after lunch, only this time we wheeled a stroller carrying our bright-blue-eyed boy, who smiled and babbled to us as he watched all the new sights to be seen.
We got a book on starting a small business...our minds are ticking with creative energy. More on that later. Gotta keep some suspense. And Chris also purchased another book by Iain Banks, whose books he has been tearing through like a 13-year-old Kelly tearing through The Babysitter's Club series.
It is maudlin and expected that a one-year anniversary would cause a person to reflect but I did it anyway and so will do it here. I can't help but marvel at how different my life is today versus this day last year when I happened upon the sign of our little boy. I feel so very lucky that this morning I awoke to the most perfect little being chatting with the animals on his mobile, and that his father, my great love, got up to feed and play with him and then brought him to me in our cozy bed inside our own home. We all laid down and I read them stories, their two similar faces, one big one small, side by side and enraptured by my fumbling attempts at a Mexican accent.
Then we all napped with the little one in the middle like puppies flopped across one another.
Later we went to the city's new rec center and I walked around the track with the boy strapped to me and Chris did the machines. The track is elevated above basketball courts and there are tons of lights and windows. It totally entranced the boy. He is a heavy load though and I had to move fast to keep the grannies from lapping me. Something about the windows and the track lines is sorta zen though haha:
Bad picture...blurry.
Today at lunch I was overcome with a sense of wellbeing and rightness and out streamed my excitement about our future. That if god willing and nothing goes totally out of whack, there are such incredible things to come, on top of the incredible gifts we already possess.
This blog has been in existence for nearly a year as well...and I am tempted to go back and re-read everything tonight in honor of this day. But I most likely will get some reading done and head to bed so I can be alert for tomorrow (which actually will kinda suck since we selected tomorrow to do deep cleaning).
I am so excited to see what awaits us this next year to come: dressing up HC and handing out candy for Halloween, watching him on his first Christmas, crawling and walking, personal ventures and goals, kisses and hugs and goodness all around.
