Yes, a year ago today I was feeling very crampy and grumpy and tired. Brody must have sensed this and came that night. For more details, go
here. As for now, I would like to write a little letter to my not so new newborn. Happy Birthday Baby Boy!


Brody,
I knew from the moment I held you that I loved you and that you would be my special little guy. I like to think it was because I was a second born too (as was your father). Let's be honest, the second born is always the smartest, prettiest (in your case handsome), hardworking and overall successful. Don't let this get to your head. You have an older brother who is amazing and despite hitting you, actually does love you. I can assure you that you will have the responsibility of being an older brother someday and I want you to take it seriously. Continue to grow, continue to learn, but above all, continue to laugh and bring joy into our lives.
I look forward to this next year with you. To hear your words, to see you walk and to feel your embrace will only make my love for you grow stronger. So baby boy of mine (as you were called for the first 3 days of your life), I LOVE YOU, your dad loves you, your brother loves you and your Heavenly Father loves you.
Love,
Your Mom
P.S. Thanks for finally figuring out the whole sleeping thing.