The Difference a Year Makes

Every morning I wake up and I could cry knowing I have to leave my baby in just one short hour.


One year ago, I would drive to work every morning, and I did cry.

I cried because I wanted a baby so badly.

I cried because everyone around me seemed to be getting pregnant.

I cried because I didn't know if I would ever get to have the one thing I wanted my whole life.

I cried because after close to two years, we were no closer to becoming parents.

I cried because life just wasn't fair.


Now, just one short year later, I drive to work every morning and once again, I cry.

I cry because I have to go to work and leave my baby at home.

I cry because I wish I could be with him every day.

I cry because, of course, I miss him.


But mostly?


I cry because he's here.

I cry because I have a baby.

I cry because life is wonderful.


It's amazing the difference a year can make.