One.

When I woke up this morning, it was just like every other day. But it is such a momentous day, we've been a family of 3 for a year. I've kept a little person alive and cared for him and loved him for a whole year. When I went in to feed Finley before school, I was relieved to see that he was the same little boy I put to bed the night before. Yesterday I was anxious and sad at the end of Finley's zero-ness, but from what I can tell, one is not all that different from zero. He's still cute and sweet.

I've been trying to think of ways to make sure that Finley's birthday is fun for him--unfortunately, the things he loves (power cords, standing in the bathtub, pulling Copper's hair...) aren't really things I want him to be doing with today. I'm not sure how else to make sure its a perfect day for him... let him eat only yogurt and cheese?

A friend of my mom's took pictures for us over Spring Break--I'll eventually blog some more of them, but here are a few of my favorites of just the birthday boy.


I can't believe how much changes in a year. A year ago, I had never kissed Finley's soft, soft cheeks or heard his little giggle. A year ago, he just laid in our arms and occasionally opened his eyes. And now he is a wild ball of energy and can not be contained. I can only imagine how much will change in the next year. What an honor and privilege it us for us to get to take care of this boy! As painful as it is to watch him grow, it also brings us great joy as he becomes who he was created to be.

Because if I'm honest with myself, I don't really want to be carrying him on my hip to the prom, or changing his diapers at his high school graduation. Growing up is a good thing.

Happy Birthday, Finley!