I can't believe it's been three years. It's been a crazy three years for us. Having a second baby, ending up in the ICU, learning that he was different, dealing with many medical issues, specialist and surgeries, learning to be a parent of a child with special needs and then one day without even knowing it just being a parent. I'm not saying that it's no longer on my mind that Cyrus is different than other children, it just isn't the first thing on my mind. Things just seem more settled, I feel more "normal". Not so worried that someone might ask me how old he is and not know what to say, or that no-one will like him because he doesn't understand language. He is just the cutest, sweetest thing on the planet, and I am so happy to have him in my life.
We had a party for him this weekend with cake and lots of music and dancing. He had a good time.