11 years ago, my life changed in ways I never knew were possible.
Jones’ entry into our lives was a much anticipated and wanted event, but Jones didn’t come alone. He brought along some baggage in the form of sleepless nights, breastfeeding difficulties, food allergies, and postpartum depression.
It was a beautiful autumn, at least as far as the pictures show.
But for me, it was dark. I remember it as a constantly grey time. I spent a lot of time sitting on the couch, crying. I couldn’t see past the exhaustion and incredible neediness that came along with this wonderful addition to our family.
Enter running. One slow mile showed me an inkling of light. And slowly, I started running back to myself. Within a few weeks, I was smiling again. Crying was no longer an hourly event or even a daily occurrence. Slowly but surely, running gave my son the gift of a happy mom.
11 years later, we’ve had our challenges. But whenever it gets to be too much, I run. It centers me. It gives me the patience I need to handle everything that comes my way. As we enter the “tween” years, I know there will continue to be challenges. And I will continue to run.
Happy Birthday, Jones.
Thank you for making me a mom. And a runner.
LOVE LOVE HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU BOTH 🙂 LOVE.
Happy birthday, Jones! And congratulations to a wonderful runner/mother, E! Look at all you’ve accomplished!
Happy Birthday to your first born! What a wonderful reason to run.
Happy Birthday little dude!
Aw, great post! Happy birthday big guy!
Aw, how sweet! Happy Birthday to him!
Happy birthday to him!! So sorry you had such a dark first year…. ours was not easy, either. Running is powerful therapy. 11 years old, wow!!
I’m so glad you had the strength and courage to get up and take that first run.
Happy Birthday to Jones. I hope it’s wonderful for him
So sweet! Happy birthday buddy!
Happy birthday buddy!! And happy day to you too 🙂
Happy Belated Birthday to Jones! Hope he had a wonderful birthday.