One year ago on April 28, I was sitting in a delivery room with my lovely wife wondering if our stubborn little guy would ever make an appearance. This year we find ourselves comforting our little man because he’s not feeling well. I can’t believe how far we have come in twelve short months. The past year has truly been an amazing journey, not to mention a quick one! It seems like only yesterday that we were bringing Spencer home from the hospital, and I was just hoping not to break him. I will admit that things started out a little rocky for me (I pinched his finger in the car seat buckle the second day he was home) but I did get better at it. There were quite a few nights when sleep deprivation challenged my sanity, but that moment, first thing in the morning when I pick him up and he pats my shoulder as he hugs me makes it all worthwhile.
Every diaper and every time I’ve had to change his clothes and mine because of spit up has all been worth it. Nothing beats seeing that smiling little face and his current zombie baby walk as he greets me when I pick him up from daycare. The mischievous look he gives me when he knows he is about to do something wrong or dropping his food on the floor because he thinks it’s funny to feed the dogs. Those are moments I cherish every day. When I look at his disheveled hair and big brown eyes I can’t help but to know how blessed I am to have he and Rebecca in my life. Thinking back to where I was seven years ago on April 28, 2008, I can see that it is only by the Grace of God that I am where I am today. That man and this one are worlds apart and I am truly grateful for my beautiful wife and our little monster!
Happy first birthday Spencer! Daddy loves you!