I was sitting in a hospital bed, holding my newborn son and wondering what on earth I was supposed to do with him. Oh, how many sleepless nights were ahead! How many endless screamfests when nothing at all would comfort him! Five months of sleeping with the baby because he wouldn't sleep alone. Refusing to drink from a bottle. Nursing every hour for forty-five minutes.
Yes, there's no question my oldest was my most difficult. And now he is one of the most amazing kids you'd ever want to meet. I'm so proud of him. Happy birthday, son! I love you!