Birthday Boy

Wow. Today my little guy turned 3 years old. It's hard to remember what life was like before him, and at the same time I can't believe he's already so old! I recall so vividly the events of that day three years ago, the day we met this child that we waited for so long. Pacing expectantly by the phone for days. . .and then finally receiving the call that he had been born. Our hearts racing during the long drive to the hospital. Our nerves and emotions as we talked with his birth-family.

And, most of all, I remember that incredible moment when we got to go in to meet him for the first time. I literally asked the nurse, "Him? This one is ours?!" because he was so gorgeous I could hardly believe it. I had drilled it into my husband that the baby would probably look blotchy and cone-headed, and yet here he was with beautiful, even skin, a perfectly round head, and the most darling features I had ever seen on a newborn. It was nothing short of love at first sight.

I can't help but reminisce a bit on this anniversary of his birth, but I also find myself looking ahead at what his future might bring. He is only a little over two years from starting kindergarten--which really blows my mind--and I have a feeling that life will really start to play in fast-forward when he starts school. So today I am reminding myself that while it is perfectly fine to recall where he's been, and also to look ahead to where he will soon be, I need to remember to take the time to enjoy right now with him. He will be 3 years, 1 day old for tomorrow only, so I need to make the most of that special day, as well as each and every day after that.

Happy birthday, Ronan! It's been an amazing three years.