I held Noah for the very first time. 

He was very very sick, but it was the most amazing moment ever.  Not that holding Zo wasn’t great, but there was something about holding our very first child after everything we had been to to have a child that was so very special and indescribable.  He has come a long way from that little boy who was only 10.5 lbs and sick.

 
Here he was last August marking our 1 year as a family…

Here Noah is today marking our 2 years as a family.

The past two years have been the most amazing two years of my life.  I had no idea that amount of joy one little person could bring to my life.  It certainly isn’t all sunshine and roses, but it is all amazing and the love I have for him grows with each smile and each “Love ya mommom”. 

Two years ago was also a very bittersweet and sad day–we had to take Noah back to the hospital.  To let him go after waiting so long was unbearably difficult and a little piece of my heart went with him and was bound to him in a deep and meaningful way.  That connection has gotten stronger each passing day.  Adoption is an amazing gift and on this day I honor M.A.–Noah’s birth mom for her strength and courage to give her son to us.  It is the most selfless thing a woman can do when she feels incapable of raising and giving her child the life and love a child needs.  I have the utmost respect for all birth moms and I hope M.A. can feel in her heart the amazing little boy that makes this world a better place.