Sweet baby (er, toddler) Silas turned one last Saturday. There was cake and balloons and presents and people who don't necessarily like one another all shoved into one (three-if you count the garage) room(s).
Frankly, I was surprised that this party went off without a hitch because things like that never happen in my life. There was not one, tiny detail that I could nitpick into something to complain over. (The helium tank I bought at Wal-Mart was completely empty, but my aunt had one left over from my baby shower, so still nothing).
Everyone played nice and got along, the cake was amazing, Silas and all his little buddies had a good time. It was one of the most perfect days I've had in a long time.
The drive over to my aunt's house was tearful because I spent it remembering where I was at that exact time a year before. Driving to the hospital, getting prepped for surgery, being taken to the OR, hearing my son for the first time, seeing my son for the first time.
Never could I have imagined the overwhelming joy and gratitude that little boy would bring to me. When I look back over the last year, all the bad things that have happened settle into the shadows of all the bright, shining, amazing moments Silas has created in my world.
Happy (belated) Birthday to the most perfect child to have ever graced me with his presence!
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Happy Birthday Si!!
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