My baby girl is one year old! The year that has gone by since we first met her has been one of the happiest in my life. When we first brought Ria home, she was so tiny and wrinkly, Zach called her a “fusticated old man”. I remember I would wake up in the middle of the night to look over at my sleeping baby, and would be overcome with joy. It felt like Christmas. I still get that feeling often when she gives me her huge scrunchy toothless grandma smile or when she babbles to herself nonchalantly as she gets a diaper change. I am so grateful for this past year. I am grateful for my family and friends who have been kind, supportive and loving to the three of us. I am grateful for my husband, who gets up early every morning(often sleep deprived) to go work a long day. He lives out Christ’s sacrificial love for us everyday. He always encourages me, and always lets me know that he loves me and Ria. Most of all I am grateful to God for the loved ones in my life, and the material and spiritual gifts he has given me.  I am remarkably blessed. 

I can’t get over how cute her profile is.