Sometimes I forget. I admit it. It’s hard to admit but it’s true. But I admit it — I have been through the ringer. I have been through the ringer but people go through ringers all the time. I don’t want pity or sympathy — support and love and the occasional “way to go” will work. I’d forgotten. I’d forgotten in the attempt to pretend like I’m not always stuck in the proverbial ringer...

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Every day I stand surprised that this fiery little beast of a child is already a year old. The last year has been a busy blur and I can’t believe he’s adjusted so well to all the change. Aiden is one. He’s walking. He thinks he’s talking. He tries to sing along with Cooper. He eats everything he can get his little hands on (including play dough). He sleeps like a champ. He wants to snuggle all the time. He’s a...

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This was the second-born’s first time swimming. This happened at a youth group swim party and was a bit hectic but I’ll take what I can get. This little man is one-year-old and is a fiery little guy. He knows what he wants and will charm you to get it. He’s a blanket-snuggler and loves to earn your applause. He surprises me with his joy every single day.

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