I just got through the mail from late last week and there was a great little surprise in it....a birth certificate for this precious boy:
WOOT!! I know it's just a piece of paper but to us it's another piece to our puzzle. The joy of a birth certificate is compounded by having to wait for it to be changed to reflect our forever family.
I got caught in a "goose bump moment" tonight. Declan was splashing around in the tub making his famous laughing noise (sort of a hacking sound) and I was getting choked up. He's such a little man. He looks tall. His neck is longer. His hair is filling out. He has such a personality. Not a baby anymore. How did this happen so fast?
Today Mark and I were sitting opposite each other in the living room while Declan walked back and forth to each of us and I said that he was the most adorable boy I've ever seen. My husband said the sweetest possible thing: "Of course he's adorable, he's our son". I didn't think genetics, I just soaked up his comment. Of course he's adorable. He's our son. My heart overflows. Every life experience is richer. The mundane is filled with more meaning. Looking at things through Declan's eyes makes every moment delicious.