The breath I didn't know I was holding

Yesterday, my baby turned ONE!!! As I walked around my parents home watching all those who came to celebrate, I couldn't help but remember. I think every mom must do this. How can you not? For me, this was a time to let go of the breath I had been holding this whole year. Every kids first birthday is a cause for celebration. My kid's first brithday is no different, if not an even bigger celebration.

Wyatt was born 15 weeks early weighing only 1 lb. 15.5 oz. Last night, as my best friend texted me "Happy Birthday Wyatt" at the time he was born, I burst into tears. I could finally take another breath; let out the one I didn't realize I was holding. Wyatt came into this world much earlier than we had perpared. But here we are, one year later with a healthy, crawling, rowdy, laughing, little boy.

This is Jason's wedding ring over Wyatt's arm.

What a difference Prayer makes.

Without the prayers from our friends and family I don't think we would be here, all of us, healthy and joyful. Your prayers packed the pounds on Wyatt and brought him home one week after his due date. What a year! What an advernture!