happy anniversary

a year ago today, my mom and i put on the layers and camped out for a curb-side spot on the macy's thanksgiving parade route in an attempt to drown out the sorrow. and that night, while my mom slept in the hotel bed next to me and while justin was on a plane about to land in prague, i got up again to pee - and had the first, thrilling inkling that i was pregnant with milo.

in the days and months that followed, there was more terror than joy - christmas, for example, sucked camel balls - but a year later, that first twinkle of anticipation is now full-blown joy. when i climbed back into bed that night, incredulous that lightning might have struck a third time, i couldn't even dream that i would be spending my next thanksgiving with beautiful, brilliant, chatterbox milo at the table between justin and me.

what a fabulous way to celebrate the first anniversary of my knowledge of milo's existence. i can't believe how lucky i am.