Celebrating my birthday boy.

Today I celebrate two very important events in my life: the anniversary of my marriage, and the birth of my second son, Peter. Since I posted about our anniversary a few days back, I'm moving forward to celebrate my birthday boy. The past year with Peter has been incredibly therapeutic for me. At the end of his first year, I remember an overwhelming sense of relief; of completion of something very difficult. As a small baby, he was clingy and fussy and demanding and exhausting. We battled thrush constantly through his first year, for reasons unbeknown to me at the time, and I spent copious amounts of time and effort trying to ward it off. In a word, as Peter turned one, I felt depleted. This year I have watched him become one of the most pleasant, kind, content and enjoyable people I know. He, as a toddler, is truly a comfort to me. Caring for him is rewarding and sweet and full of cuteness, and I am so thankful for him in ways that I just can't fathom trying to express in a blog post. I love him so much. He is such a sweet gift to me. But there are some things I should express, for the sake of documentation. So here they are: ~Peter is the best co-sleeper there ever was. After Ambrose, I didn't believe such a child could exist. But, there is not a more enjoyable way for me to sleep than cuddled up with him. He somehow blends into you, doesn't mind being nudged, but also likes to snuggle. ~Peter is a great eater right now. He is not at all finicky about his food selection and generally has a strong taste for vegetables and healthy proteins, even when faced with the option of sugary sweets. He will gladly eat a giant salad for lunch almost every day,and was frankly not that into his birthday cake after the candles were blown out. I fear that one day he'll change his healthy ways, but I am so appreciative of them right now. So, many happy returns to my little brown-eyed boy! As you can see from the pictures, we had a wonderful day.