ONE!

Jonah is one! A year ago last Friday I spent the day twiddling my thumbs waiting for the pitocin to kick in. I spent 3 hours feeling the pain and about 3 minutes pushing him out! I then spent 30 minutes waiting to hold my cold, congested baby boy. What a year it's been. The sleepless nights are sort of coming to a close. We survived the first few months of projectile puking, the burn, and other aches and pains. Our mellow mushroom has blossomed into our crazy monkey full of personality and attitude. Love you baby boy!