One year ago today I woke up my husband at 5 am and said, “It’s time!” It was exactly a week after the doctor said to expect the little character to come, I was more than ready. We headed into the hospital, and were checked right into a room. They skipped the triage area, because as the nurse told us when I was wheeled through the doors, “You’re not leaving here without a baby!” Matt responded with, “So I should have brought your stuff with us? I thought everyone got faked out at least once with labor!” Oh dear, my dear!
And by 2:01pm that day we heard, “It’s a boy!” And Hoot was here on May 15, 2014. I wish I could say that it’s been all rainbows and puppy dogs, but I’m too honest for that. It’s been hard and stressful, it has challenged me in ways I never thought possible. It’s made us all stretch to fit this tiny little thing into our lives. But we did it, and one year in, I would say that I think we did it as well as we could.
I never thought I would say that such a small human was so important, but I finally “get it” now. We love you Hoot Hammond Frketich. We love you for living up to your name as quite the hoot! And we love you even when you wake us up at night, we love you when you’re wild and we love you when you’re laughing. Thank you for being such a joy to our lives!
Now enjoy the most unsuccessful photo shoot…12 months!