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Titus is 2

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As you can see, Titus was thoroughly celebrated and spoiled for his second birthday. It is such a delight to see how all of the children adore and spoil him. They are captivated with him just as his parents are. He was given some bubbles (one of his favorite things), a dump attachment to his Fagus truck, his own tool box, a new whale for the bath, a new board book on Psalm 139, and of course, his hand knitted birthday sweater. He was also given a metal bucket and some beach digging tools for his “big gift,” which was a sandbox Brandon built for him. He has been delighted with it, as were all the kids. It’s really fun to give one of them a present that all of them can enjoy.

Just in time for spring’s arrival, something to keep him busy outside! Since his favorite animal to sleep with is his lion, I decorated his cake simply with a lion toy. Last year it was a whale. He loved it!

It’s so very bittersweet to celebrate these milestones with my baby. Oh, how I’d love to keep him a baby forever, he is such a delight. But babies don’t keep and he is growing faster than the rest, it seems. I treasure each day with this silly, giggly, fierce, rambunctious boy.

welcoming Titus

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Titus Wilder, born February 28, 2023 at 11:46 am, 9 lb 14 oz.

As you can see, he was so loved and adored from the beginning. All the hands and all the holding. These were some of the sweetest moments of my life, holding that newborn chunk of sweet-smelling goodness and watching everyone meet him and snuggle him for the first time. I was induced for his birth the day before his due date because we were concerned about his size. It is the only time I have been induced and though it wouldn’t be my preference, it went fairly well. His birth was relatively straight forward and without complication. I cried when he was born with such an intense wash of relief and joy that all was well. I remember one of the nurses also cried and said it was such a special birth. We took nearly our whole hospital stay to settle on a name for him and felt that God led us to Titus. Brandon really liked Wilder for his middle name.

I’m grateful that despite the delirium and fog of those early days, I took the time to snap a few newborn photos, the only ones I captured. I haven’t shared them anywhere before. I remember being completely spent and sweaty after the couple of hours it took to get everyone dressed and trying to get decent shots by ourselves without a tripod, but it was worthwhile!

Then before we knew it, we were celebrating his first birthday. One whole year of waking up each morning to his snuggles and squish, everyone piling into our bed arguing over who would be first to hold him. Even at 16 months old, this is still the daily routine, their enjoyment of him strong as ever. It has been the sweetest season even amidst other difficulties, sacred and precious beyond words as we consider what a gift each child is, what a miracle, and we drink in the pure blessedness of it.