One Year

Last year on my birthday 3/17 at essentially 40 weeks pregnant I decided I was going to eat all the food and have a glass of champagne (save your mom guilt, I don't feel it). Then at 4am on 3/18 while temporarily living in my parents house with my husband, 2 year old and dog, my water broke and I woke Steve up to drive me an hour to the hospital. A short time later Dax Ivor joined our growing family. And as the story goes, a week later we picked up and moved from Illinois to Florida the moment the doctor said I could travel. So this is such a happy week for us. My birthday, Dax's Birthday and the mark of one year in Florida. My birthday is a non-event but I will forever remember that glass of champagne that put me in to labor. 365 days with Dax has been fun and challenging and full of so much love. He is my cuddler, my momma's boy, the bravest, strongest and hungriest guy in this house. We love him and the new dynamic he brings to our lives. I took some time away from shooting other people to shoot just him this past week. He is light and he is love.