Monday, September 12, 2005
A Very Good Day
Today marks Luke's first birthday, and may I say that I am so glad to not be pregnant? That was such an awful pregnancy for me, but I am thrilled with the end result. Luke is such joy to me. He is so much like you in so many ways and is so giggly and well adjusted. The best words I can think to use to describe him are robustly healthy. And charming.
While he isn't walking yet, he is right on the verge of taking off--he cruises around from table to chairs to endtable to buffet and back again with the greatest of ease. He sleeps through the night, some of the time. He eats like a champ, or that should be chimp since he seems to really favor bananas. He has eight teeth and loves to show them off with his charming crinkle-nose grin. He loves his brother and squeals with delight whenever Matthew gets home from school. He is a very busy little boy and isn't very snuggly (except when sedated I found out last week after his surgery), but frequently crawls back to me for a quick hug and kiss before heading of to explore again, trailing cracker crumbs and slobber behind him. He has learned to climb stairs, big, long flights of stairs and can do it lickety-split so we have to be even more vigilant about keeping the gates shut because he will be up the stairs before you can say "Bob's your uncle!"
Most of all, this day reminds me of how wonderful it was to be surrounded by my family who I love so much when Luke joined us. I am so glad that he is part of our lives and that I am part of this wonderful Fitt family. I feel so blessed to have such loving sister in laws and such an amazing mother in law. For many years, I felt as if I had no root and no branches, but when I married you, I was "grafted" into your family tree and it has been wonderful.