11 months old!

Today Erik turned 11 months old. Last night I bought a gift for his 1st birthday (I know, it's a month early, but it was on clearance). On the day he was born, we weren't sure he'd live long enough to see his 1st birthday. I am so happy that he made it. He truly is a miracle in every sense of the word. I believe all babies are miracles from God, but these tiny, micro-preemies are even more so. They have so many hurdles to jump in their 1st 3 years of life. I often wonder about how much pain Erik goes through on a daily basis that he can't tell us about. He's on so many medications and his tummy hurts him after he eats. Yet, the little guy still manages to flash us a smile once in awhile and he is sure to make himself known by excessive babbling. I love when he looks me in the eye. I wonder what he's thinking. I love to smell the top of his baby head. I love it when he falls asleep in my arms. He is a little wonder. I don't forget it either. I often find myself thanking God for Erik when I hold him. He is so alive and warm. I look forward to his next several birthdays. I look forward to getting to know him more and more each year as his personality developes even more. I love you Erik!