Touchdown!

I spent ten months of my life imagining what our son would be like. What his firsts words would be, who he would look like and how he would act. I examined the DNA code and its intricate double helix structure and have to say that this little boy is a surprise in every way. I knew we would have a boy. I imagined he would have dark hair and dark eyes. I figured he would be a little bossy, (like his mommy) and a little funny (like his daddy). I never imagined the little blond-haired blue-eyed sweet, shy and sometimes stubborn child which makes everyday worth waking up for.

I knew being a mommy would change me. I figured I'd get less sleep, that my priorities would change and that I would feel pressure to make sure I wasn't responsible for future therapy sessions. That being said, I didn't expect to gush and glow over someone passing gas. I never thought I'd become a fan of everything "Wiggles." I certainly didn't think that I'd take pride in hearing the word poopy muttered by anyone. Life is funny that way!

Our little peanut (16 months) is in our eyes, absolutely brilliant. I remember thinking for so long growing up how funny it is that as children we have our parents on this pedestal and we think that they know everything and that they are totally perfect. I didn't imagine as a parent I would have that same feeling about my child. I have to say that this must be the perfect age, and if I could freeze time, I'd freeze it right now. I wish every day, every minute, with him would last a lifetime.

Our son, football fan extraordinaire, has completed us in every way. He is not what we were expecting, but certainly beyond our wildest dreams. In his own words, we scored, "Touchdown."