HAPPY 1st BIRTHDAY AARON!

Two years ago, we began seriously thinking of having another child. Another baby to cuddle and nurse, rock and sing to, watch grow. A sibling for Sam, a best friend, sometimes a rival, a playmate, someone to mock us with in our old age! A child born of love and devotion, a fourth member of our family, an individual among a family of strong personalities.

Then, you were with us. Safe in your watery cocoon. We rejoiced. And already, you were different. I felt different. You kicked and squirmed and moved. We predicted that you would be our "wild one". We went for our ultrasound and giggled as you hammed it up for the sonographer, showing only your face. We heard Sam would have a brother and I dreamed up matching outfits, muddy boys, hearty appetites, big bear hugs. We debated names.

One year ago, you were cheated of a safe, smooth entry into this world. But you, my strong boy, fought your way back to us. Firm hands, guided by G-d, restarted your tiny heart and helped you to breathe. You endured more than any baby should have to. Wise doctors sent you into an icy dreamland. Hours old, they wheeled you by me on your way to another hospital. I squinted to see you, longed to touch you, wanted you back inside me where it had been safe. Your dad and I named you Aaron- "Strong mountain" and you were gone. Your daddy, grandparents, aunts, and uncle held vigil at your bedside, and brought me messages of your determination, your adorable head of hair, your beautiful face. They brought pictures, and through it all, I could see for myself. We were so scared, shocked, loved you so much, wanted so badly for you to be healthy.

One year and five days ago, we held you for the first time and I was yours. About two weeks later, you came home. Your family celebrated, your brother cuddled you and we were so grateful.

10 months ago, you smiled and sunshine peeked out through the clouds. Your smile could melt glaciers! 8 months ago, you laughed, and it was music. We stretched and sang, worried and wept. Let me tell you---you could cry with the best of them! You rolled toward your brother and he began to be your devoted coach. You scoffed at sleep and nourishment, what superbaby needs such things!?

6 months ago, you sat up. I exhaled. Soon after, you CRAWLED. Of course you did, and as predicted, you are our wild one. Wonderfully stubborn and strong-willed and sassy! Temper tantrums way before 2! But also, so sweet, my snuggle bug and your daddy's pride and joy. You and your brother motored around the house and I could hardly believe my eyes.

1 month ago, you walked. For me, it was like watching the moonwalk, no, better. I dream again, and I am sorry I ever underestimated you. I won't do it again, dear son.

Today, you called me mama. You played on the playground with your aunt and your brother. You ate and actually enjoyed your birthday dinner (chicken strips, fries, peas and egg-free, dairy-free chocolate cupcakes :)) You made a big mess. You tumbled head-first down your new slide, fearless. You "read" constantly and so intently.

Today, we celebrate your life. I cannot imagine life without you. You are so special, so unique, our little Cinderella man, your brother's cha-cha, your Bubbie's superstar, little Saba hair...so today, for our Aaron Jacob- with thanks to Sarah McLachlan- the song that always makes me think of you...my not so ordinary miracle

It’s not that unusual when everything is beautiful

It’s just another ordinary miracle today

The sky knows when its time to snow

You don’t need to teach a seed to grow

It’s just another ordinary miracle today

Life is like a gift they say

Wrapped up for you everyday

Open up and find a way

To give some of your own

Isn’t it remarkable? ....

Please don’t throw your dreams away

Hold them close to your heart

Cause we are all a part Of the ordinary miracle today