Yesterday, November 24th, was the year anniversary of Noah’s original due date.  I can’t believe it’s been a year.  I remember looking at my calendar over and over throughout my pregnancy, unable to imagine that day would ever come.  And I remember trying really hard to imagine what he might look like (to no avail).  Now it’s a year later, and I feel like I’ve only blinked (and maybe missed some sleep).  As we approach his one-year birthday I am thankful for his little laugh and mischievous grin, his smile that lights up the room, and his deliberate and active spirit.  I am a mommy in love.  Even with the late nights and lack of sleep, IT HAS BEEN A JOY.  I love you, Noah.