Yesterday, when he was just 9, I started reminiscing about our first few months together. Yesterday, when he was home sick with a stomach bug, it reminded me of the first 19 months of his life when it was just us - him and I - throughout those amazing yet sometimes long, foggy days. Before my husband came home from work each night and before my daughter was born, it was just us building our relationship and creating a bond. My biggest hope is that the bond we've formed remains strong and well-cared for as he enters the somewhat nerve-wracking age of double digits. It's been an amazing joy and privilege being your mom, "Ash." Happy 10th Birthday to you.