Eleven
Eleven years ago today (how can it be that long ago?) you entered this world and taught me that anything I thought I would know or expect about having a child was WRONG WRONG WRONG. My skills were sketchy to begin with - I was never the one in line to hold babies when I was around them. I didn't baby sit - except for ONE time when the kid wore cloth diapers and I had NO idea how to change them or rather fasten them back together even remotely the right way. As soon as I picked him back up again - off came the diaper. Probably more than once. I think I just gave up and apologized a lot to the parents. And then I NEVER did it again. Despite my reluctance to engage with babies and small humans I always knew I would want to have my own children some day. Fast forward many years and I got lucky enough to meet a guy who already had a child and KNEW how to change diapers and rock babies and hold bottles. And then you arrived and I will never say those first few months ...