Happy, Happy Birthday Baby

There have been days during the last year when I never thought we would make it this far. I never thought I could survive, let alone take care of a newborn, on a few fitful hours of sleep a night. I never thought he would successfully breastfeed but here we are a year later still at it. I didn't think I would be able to make it through the day alone with Jack. I never thought Jack would survive those first wobbly trips up the stairs. And, I never thought I would love every exhausting, nerve-wracking, boring, hair-raising, and wonderful moment. So on August 28th we sang "Happy Birthday" to Jack and drank a well deserved toast to ourselves. One year down . . .