Yesterday was my birthday…late Friday evening, the night before my birthday, I had a conversation with Brighton. I explained how birthdays worked, and that presents were typically involved. I told him a great birthday present from him would be a whole night of sleep! I let him know my birthday started at midnight.
At 1:11 I was in his nursery, feeding and rocking him…so much for that night’s sleep. But in that moment, I honestly didn’t care! Here I was, holding my incredible, perfect, and so, so cute, little man. I felt so blessed!
What a difference a year makes! Thank you Brighton, you are the best birthday present–and I’ll take you whenever you need me…even if it is 1:11 a.m.