Aydan turn 1 tomorrow night at 8:12 PM. It is hard for me to believe that my little man is already one. He is such a little blessing, and walking all over. I am busy just chasing the little munchkin. Oh it is worth it all.

I just finished writing my birth story for Bevin, as she is embarking on becoming a doula. Writing out the story of how Aydan came into this world brought me to tears, made me laugh, and made me realize there is much about that day I already forgot. (Joolz reminded me that yes I kept him snuggled into me for 4 hours, not 2, while I went through my hardest contractions, puked, told him I loved him, begged him not to eat or I would puke (again) and also asked him for some drugs that I would laugh about asking for later).

It is overwhelming to think about that day again. The fact that Gwen came over right away with champagne. That Sarah took the day off work, and had Dan drive her over even though he was not feeling well. To remember my husband holding me, rubbing my back and being literally behind me while Aydan made his debut. I can never explain my gratitude to the people who were there with me while I labored, made bad jokes, and screamed the F- Bomb louder than I ever had before. I love the memories of that day. I love that I have pictures, thanks to Gwen, depicting all of the moments we all experienced so that I remember that Sarah had a hold of my foot, Joolz stroked my face, and Gwen snuggled me as I held Aydan and let him nurse for the first time.

Ahhh...what a great day to remember. Aydan's first real Birth Day, and now I get to recognize his first year on his birthday tomorrow. From his cute little newborn fact to his now little boy features. The love I have for that baby, for Joolz , for Sarah, Gwen and my midwives because of that incredible day is unconditional love.

Thank you and here is to many bitchin' birthdays for Aydan Sage. Rock on little monkey.