My little Buddha,
my sweet baboo,
my bundle of joy,
my baby boy
is one today.
How can that be?

I can still feel him snuggled up
next to me in the hospital bed,
one day old and content as could be,
but intensely curious about this
brand new world.
I could instantly tell
he was already wiser than me.

And then I swear
someone hit “fast forward.”
The past 365 days have been
a blissful blur
of burp cloths and belly laughs,
rocking and rolling,
loving and learning.
I’m eternally grateful
for every single moment.