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Today I woke up to a dog trying to get my attention because she needed to go out.  I dragged my sleepy behind from my comfortable bed, out my bedroom door, down the stairs, and to the back door where I let puppy out.  Then I heard the happy sounds emanating from upstairs, I smiled to myself and followed the sounds to Little Man's bedroom where I found him sitting on his bed happily chatting with his stuffed animals.

"Mommy! Iwan bekfat."
"Do I get a hug?"
"Uh-uh."
"But I will be sad." *insert fake pouting here*
"OK, Mommy?"
"I need a hug." *little boy then ran across the room and threw his sweet little arms around my neck*



It was then that it clicked in my still waking brain, today is his birthday, he is officially 2-years-old today.  Wow...
Tears stung the back of my eyes as I hugged my little boy tight and kissed his sweet face while I told him about this day.  He didn't understand.  He doesn't know that today is a little bittersweet (but mostly sweet) for me.  He may never understand how each of his birthdays from now on will probably be that way.

As of today I have two 2-year-olds.  And in just a few short months we will be in uncharted territory as Edward passes his big sister in age.  This little man is a large part of the reason I made it through everything.  He is the reason I get out of bed every morning.  He is my sunshine every day.  And I doubt if he will ever fully realize how much he has meant to me, especially over the 16 months.  He helps plug the hole in my heart and fills my days with his busy giggles, sweet songs, and amazing hugs.  He teases his daddy and loves his mommy.  This little boy is my joy and my song and I look forward to all the bittersweet years ahead.