Eric and I were laying in bed last night, reminiscing about where we were in our lives just a year ago. Wow, what a difference a year makes!
Last year at this time was when it all started... Sorry for the TMI, but Thanksgiving weekend is the weekend when little girl's story began. So, we're in bed, and I say to Eric, "A year ago my little egg was starting its travels..." It was dark, so I couldn't see his face, but I'm sure Eric was rolling his eyes.
If you stop and think, though, it does make you awe at the miracle of it all. A year ago? Just we. Now? Our we is three.
Parenthood brings a new meaning to gratitude, and it makes this the best Thanksgiving ever. Thank you, Greta.