Tomorrow Tanner turns one.
I keep thinking, "this time last year I was doing this, or was going through that...". I'm pretty sure this moment last year I had my water broken. That's when everything went down hill.
Why am I still so bitter with what happened? Tanner is a beautiful, healthy, little boy. The past year has been the very best one yet! But I still am upset. I hope eventually I will get over it. Maybe it won't happen until I have another baby. But I will be hoping, with time, I can learn to accept the past and be thankful for what came of it. I mean, I am so much more aware now, and will be prepared next time.
I hope my sweet boy has a very happy birthday tomorrow! I love you, little man!