My sweet Nicolas,
I can’t believe it’s been a year since you came into the world… screeching with displeasure about having to leave your warm, cozy home. I’m not going to lie, I was a little nervous. Not about the birth itself (although I wasn’t exactly looking forward to going through all that pain again), but about bringing you into our little family. My heart was already full from loving your sister so completely, that I didn’t know how it was going to be possible to love another baby in the same way. And I was nervous for Isabelle. That she wouldn’t like you, that she’d be jealous, that – as you grew older – you two wouldn’t get along.