One year... That’s how long it has been since we moved from our old home and that’s how long its taken our son to adjust…

One year...

That’s how long it has been since we moved from our old home and that’s how long its taken our son to adjust to a new home enough to feel comfortable sitting in the bath tub again.

For so long we wondered if he would ever sit in a bathtub again. Now, it’s his favorite thing to do.

He will spend hours playing in the tub now, even long after the hot water runs out and his fingers and toes are pickled like raisins. The water mesmerizes him. He watches it intently as it falls forcefully out of the shiny silver mouth of the faucet. He runs his hands under the water and watches as it bubbles and glistens on his fingers. He leans back and sticks his toes under the enchanting waterfall of magic and enjoys the tickling sensation on his tiny feet.

His innocent curiosity and contentment from something so simple fills my heart with so much joy and reminds me of how much I loved this the same as a child. However, as much as I love being reminded of my childhood, this moment means so much more to me. Our son has overcome this step in his life. He braved the unknown and he conquered it. Every day he proves that he is here to fight and he will not surrender to any obstacle that may slow him down.

He is our tiny warrior and hero. He loves life and enjoys the simplest things about life that we may never be able to imagine or understand.

He may be mesmerized by the water, but I am mesmerized by him. ❤️