Teddy’s Birth Day.

“I decided to name you Teddy Abbott after your two maternal great-grandfathers and two of the greatest, most loving, kind, and genuine men I'll ever know. The WWII generation of really good men-- I figured you needed one hell of a strong name and although they are big shoes to fill, I have no doubt in you, my little love warrior. I may have given birth to you, but in many ways, you and your sister are the ones who breathe life into me, everyday....”

Your “Birth Day”

“Happy 364 days. In a few short hours, you will be 12-months old, I can’t even explain how fast the past year has gone or how crazy beautiful it is watching you to morph into a new person every day as you navigate your uncharted world and absorb everything in sponge-like learning fashion. Feels kind of like the day I jumped out of a plane, only a million times more exhilarating, exhausting, and beautiful. From the day I first felt you kick, I knew motherhood was going to fill me more than I ever imagined possible. I guess I didn’t realize it would test my ability to multitask on limited hours of sleep (or food) [Trust me folks, if you need something done at work or life in a timely and efficient manner, ASK A MOM, they’ve got whatever is needed HANDLED]. Being a mom surely is a paradox of love & craziness, but I digress...”

11-Months & Happiness.

“I think you changed me more than I ever thought possible—or maybe you made me stop long enough to catch my breath, actually see life's bigger picture, and giving me the best reason to stay true to my heart. In many ways, I’ll be your mentor in the things you need to learn about life—but in reality, you may be a bigger mentor to me...”