I got to meet this guy for the first time:
I never doubted wanting to have kids, and I always wanted to have a daughter. But I'm so glad now, too, to have the experience of having a son.
And not just any son, but this boy in particular. He is:
He's also reinforced what I learned about nature versus nurture with Stella. While he has his evolved, feminine side due to having a big sister, he's also naturally into cars, trucks, balls, trains, guns, physical play and the like:
Otto's also affectionate, kind, thoughtful and loving. When we were hiking last week, he was riding on my shoulders (like he did last year in the picture below) and said to me, "Mommy, I wish I could be with you always." And it's not uncommon to have a conversation that goes something like this: "Mommy, I love your earrings. Mommy, I love your hair. Mommy, I love everything about you!" He's going to be the best husband ever.
Happy birthday, Otto. I'm so glad you are part of our lives.