Ten years ago today, this little gentleman showed up and everything changed. I told Bob this morning that when I went into labor with him, the first thing I did was... my hair. My little step to control that which was wildly beyond my control. His entrance was loud and messy and not much has changed and I am delighted.
Having a baby was a great idea, especially since his father is ten years younger than I am and was able and willing to do so much of the heavy lifting. Bringing into the world a person who is part Mr. Rosenberg has been my best idea yet. Where once there was one of my favorite people, now there are two.
We started today with presents and balloons and chocolate chip pancakes at a weird diner. We started today with gratitude for our family and the life we have designed together. We started the day with love and coffee. We couldn't want for anything more.
Happy Birthday, Bob and Happy Baby-versary, Mr. Rosenberg. You guys are the absolute best.