So glad we've made it

So Tia is now a year old. When I woke up this morning, I tried to relive the memories of when she was born, the first few hours, the first few days. But to be honest with you - it's all something of a blur. I blame the drugs myself. I do remember some things; holding her for the first time, watching Chris calm her, showing her around the house when she came home from the hospital.Buying lots of girls clothes. I remember how light she was and realising that the vast (and I do mean vast) majority of my baby weight was actually Jo weight...
Besides - how do you sum up a life changing, life defining year? Or try to explain how this 6lb 6oz bundle has grown into this bubbly,dramatic, vibrant, goofy toddler? Maybe words can't describe it. No words can communicate how much we love Tia; how much she's changed us, how we see the world, see life , see God through different eyes since she came around.

In the meantime we just carry on! We're learning how to be good parents. We're leaning on God when we're totally confused, exhausted, overwhelmed - or all of the above. Parenting leaves plenty of scope for dependence on God I think.
And we're doing a lot of laughing. Laughing, giggling, singing and dancing. And it's a lot of fun!