I thought I was going to bring a child into a world of cooling temperatures and changing leaves. A season of pumpkin patches and corn mazes peppered with haunted houses. Planning birthday parties was going to be a piece of cake.
And while I dangled in between these two assigned times, accepting the summer and awaiting the fall, Hugo broke free from the hospital and created another day to celebrate.
And now the day has finally arrived. The day that was the first and now is the last. October 16th was Hugo's due date. He has officially crossed over into the world of adjusted ages. Aunt Brittany arrived as planned to be here the week Hugo was due. Nolan bought us special cupcakes to celebrate Hugo day. I've spent so much time this year thinking of, daydreaming of, and longing for this day. The journey to it has been entirely unexpected. I haven't yet sorted through my thoughts and feelings of the day. But it seems like the end of a chapter and I'm excited to start writing a new one. Here's to our little Hugo: the boy with three birthdays!