Last Sunday, in church, I went up to light a candle to mark Alex's first birthday, my first year of motherhood. I searched for words to form a silent prayer, but all I could manage, as the tears rolled down my face, was "I'm so grateful! I'm so grateful!"
This makes me think of a phone conversation I had with my sister a couple of years ago. She'd just been to my brother & sister-in-law's farm & had seen our two nephews. The oldest one (Charlie) must have just turned 5 or 6, and she wailed, "He's not a baby anymore. He's a little boy!!
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