My Baby's Two!

Today my little Baby Boy is two! I am flooded with memories of the day he was born. Waking up at 4:00 AM to do my (now infamous) hair and make-up. Driving to the hospital in the dark and snow. Getting lost in the hospital (I'll have to share that story on here some time). Live-blogging the birth from our hospital room. The quick labor, then holding my sweet little boy, who surprisingly to me didn't look familiar (what was I expecting?).

"Noah" means "peace and rest", and for the first year of his life he completely lived up to his name. Now I think I need to look up what his middle name means, because it must mean "destruct and destroy". Just this week alone Noah styled his hair with toothpaste, dumped a bottle of glitter onto the kitchen floor, split open his chin on my bed, requiring skin-glue, and I'm sure there was more that I've blocked out of my memory.

Yet Noah is also the best little snuggler, and I wouldn't trade him for two worlds. He brings such joy and happiness to our family and is adored by every one of us.

Happy birthday, sweet Noah! We love you and are so proud of you!