Just to think, one year ago at 3:26 a.m., I had sooooo much emotion running through me as I sat there and waited for that first scream. It was so quiet and then all of the sudden, there it was! It was the first cry of my baby boy, Kylan! I cried because I was so happy that I had carried this little person for 39 weeks and he came out as healthy as could be. It had been such a long day but come to think of it, it really went by fast! Only a mother can really know what goes through you when you get to hold your baby for the first time and how much love you already have for this little person. The first year had many rough times but when I think back on it, I can't really remember what all the bad stuff was. The good out-weighs the bad and I just love watching my "Little-Man" grow up. I love to see his smiling face in the morning so much that Scott and I race to his room just so one of us gets the first glance of his smiling face when we turn on the light. I love to just go in his room after he's gone to bed and watch him sleep. We love to see how happy he is when he gets to play with his little toys. I love to watch him waddle around the house and walk on his knees. I love to see him reach milestones and see how happy he is because he did something new. As I say, it's so bittersweet because I want him to always stay my little baby but I also want him to have fun growing up and making memories!