My sweet, sweet Rowan turns 8 today. I remember so clearly the day he was born, it was so magical and empowering. He was the perfect "little" bundle at 10lbs! He has pushed me in so many ways to be a better person, a better mother. He is strong in his feelings, and his desires. He so much wants to be one of the big kids. His laugh, oh his laugh, really there is no better sound. It bubbles out of him like soda from a shook up can, which means it explodes out of him, fierce and hard and overwhelming and contagious.
He is so independent and then so dependent, all a mixed up bundle of pulls and pushes, needs and desires, cuddles and runs. Just perfectly Rowan. Happy Birthday my dear sweet boy.