One Year

I’m feeling nostalgic today.

I’ve been remembering one year ago, how I awoke out of a drugged, exhausted haze as the nurse placed a dark haired parcel next to me.

B ack then she w

as a little blob that slept, ate and cried.

Now we’re spending our lives chasing after

our inquisitive little wiggler.

Happy Birthday, Em!

We are grateful for you.