What a day. What a year.
It's hard to believe that a year ago we were meeting Knox for the first time, finally bringing him home and getting adjusted to the swelling of our family's numbers and what that looked like in our daily lives. He was s o s m a l l. I didn't quite appreciate how small he was then. I mean that, have you picked him up lately?
|Back in the days when you didn't dare look at Knox without having a burp rag handy.|
To me, Knox is a fascinating person and I am amazed daily that I have been blessed by God to be his mother.
I can't identify a greater joy than seeing Knox smile first thing as he wakes up in the morning, receiving one of his 'kisses' (he's a fan of open-mouth), or watching him take delight in anything from a rogue Cheerio discovered on the floor to being chased and tickled by his daddy.
I feel silly trying to write this blog entry - I feel silly trying to write something that can possibly sum up what this year has been for Koby and me. I could tell you baby milestones (though I'm missing the monthly installment pictures... I dropped the ball around months 6-7, cool), I could tell you Knox's funny habits and the "I can't believe I did that" moments that have already happened in our fresh journey into parenthood, but I think it will just be enough (but not really enough at all) to say that it has been joyous and better than anything I can imagine.
Though tempting, I won't take you on a month-by-month picture tour of Knox's first year (though I tried at the party, but somehow the 700 or so picture slideshow wouldn't fit on the blank discs I had: I know everyone was really sad we couldn't watch that for the duration of the two hour party) and so we'll just fast-forward to yesterday. BIRTHDAY. PARTY.
Knox was his usual pleasant self. Is it weird to say I'm proud of his little personality? He will play with anyone, sit with anyone, talk with anyone and he brings joy wherever he goes - restaurants, Walmarts - the kid draws a crowd. Of course, he had no idea what was going on as we opened present after present, forced him to take friendships with other babies 'to the next level', and insisted that he eat obscene amounts of blue sugar, but he endured it all with the same sweet temperament that he shows me every day.
|With Aunt Melissa before the party. Probably one of my favorite pictures. Reeeeeeally wish the trash can wasn't in it.|
|Knox's first birthday cake and coincidentally, my first time to try and decorate a cake.|
|Check out my balloon wall.|
|Knox and Poppa.|
|Knox and the Poppy-formerly-known-as-PaPa. Poppy helped Knox open his first few presents.|
|Baby crocs to match Daddy's.|
|Knox didn't really understand the present-unwrapping portion of the party.|
|"OHHHMAGAHHH is that cake?"|
|"Mom says I get cake."|
|Knox will eat bugs, trash, rocks, paper, and feathers, but I had to assure him that this blue stuff was indeed edible.|
|Great grandparents Gram and Pop and the hobby horse Gram made for Knox using Poppy's old jeans.|
|Forced hug. Beckett came away from the exchange with some tasty blue icing and was a little more eager to repeat the experience than Knox was. The other pictures even blurrier (word?) because I am laughing too hard to keep the camera still.|
|Nana and Knox.|
|We didn't even try to make Knox look at the camera for this one.|
Anyway, so in addition to trying to wrap my mind around all of that, I also felt an immense sense of happiness and fulfillment in the love we felt yesterday at Knox's party. Lots of friends and family were there to love on Knox and share in our celebration. People were willing to travel (some very far!) to see my baby and smile and laugh with us for a few hours. It's humbling and it makes us feel grateful that Knox already has so many wonderful people who care about him. Grateful. Just so, so grateful.
Here's to another year and to walking very, very soon!