This boy turned 1-year-old last week and I’m still trying to wrap my mind around that!  I’ve been so blessed by this sweet boy.  More than I can find words for.

I love love love this age!  His little personality is coming through and he loves making us all laugh.  He fits right in with all the other hams in this family!  He’s pretty quiet and reserved in new situations but he can make some noise when he chooses.  He is very curious about the outdoors and loves to go on walks.  He’s such a sweet little boy!

We have been searching for answers for some weird food issues Weston has.  I started solid foods with him at 6 months and at first he did fine with them.  But after trying a couple of things he started a pattern.  2 hours after eating he would start vomiting and then continue every 10-15 minutes for several hours becoming more tired and lethargic as time went on.  The next day he’s perfectly happy and fine.  Anyway, we are still on the hunt for answers and for foods Weston can tolerate.  We’ve seen several doctors and run a bunch of tests…some of them a little scary…but they have all come back negative.  Which is a good thing!  Meanwhile our little 17 pound peanut is otherwise healthy and active…now if he would sleep through the night!

Taking Weston to all his appointments has brought back so many memories.  Some good…some not.  I have had to work through some tears and I’ve had to come to terms with having yet one more child with some medical issues.  And in the end I’ve had to lay it all down and rest in the fact that God has this too.

Weston,

From the moment I held you and looked into your eyes for the first time…my heart swelled with so much love for you!  You are the best surprise I have ever received.  I love your little grins and your rare but infectious giggles.  You can pretty much bat those killer blue eyes at anyone around here and get exactly what you want.  I love your curios and yet suspicious nature.  I love to listen to your babbling and I love to watch you explore and play.  I love all the funny little games we play…and that you expect everyone else to know them too.  I love your fuzzy little head and I’m hoping those are curls growing!

You are such a blessing baby boy.  I love you Chicken.Love,

Mom