July 12 was Griffin's first birthday. My son is 1. He is walking (toddering, really), eating solid food, he tells me what he needs and when he needs it, and he has a very strong yet gracious personality. No one is a stranger to him and smiles are always on hand. He plays hard yet gently pats me on the back when I hold him. He is the funniest person I've ever known and he gives the best kisses.
For me, personally, I've never felt more empowered. Look what I created! And there he is, turning that toy over and over in his hands, studying. I am proud of what Matt and I continue to create everyday...An environment of love. If our children learn just one thing from us, let it be love.
I am grateful that God has blessed me with such an amazing little man. I never feel lost as a parent because when he looks at me it's like he's telling me "Don't worry, Mama, you're doing just fine. I love you and I can't wait to tell you that when I find my voice."
So, no 1st birthday blog about the 2 1/2 hours of pushing, laughing my way through it. No entry about how it felt to hold him in my arms for the first time and how "it seems like just yesterday...". This blog is how I feel today, in this moment. And in this moment, there is happiness and love love love. That is one thing that will always be in abundance here.