One whole year. Hospital stays, surgeries, G tube, GJ tube, cerebral palsy, hours and hours of therapy, all of these things happened in one year. There were several moments throughout this past year, Brandon and I looked at one another and weren't sure Micah would make it. When he was aspirating and we would find him blue. When his sugar would drop so low so fast. When small viruses that are nothing to us, turn into week long hospital stays with complications. Today we celebrated this sweet boy and all he has overcome. He's a fighter, my son. And everyone should be celebrated on their birthday, but he fought extra hard for it.
It was a beautiful day.
I decided to make cupcakes instead of buying them like we normally do. They're not the prettiest things I've ever seen, but boy, were they good! My hubby liked them too because making them saved us about 60 dollars. I'm not going to lie, they were yellow box cake. But my mom gave me the recipe to the best ever lemon icing:
Cream 1/4 cup softened butter with 2 cups of powered sugar. Scrap the sides of the bowl and then add 2 tablespoons of lemon juice. Mix again. Makes enough icing for 12 cupcakes. Seriously it's the best icing you'll ever have!
We have TONS of formula cans around here because Micah has to use a special hypoallergenic formula for his tube feeds. So I started saving them a while back because I saw some potential in them. I tied some twine around them, put some grocery store daisies in them, and they just make my heart so happy. I thought they went along perfectly with the woodland friends theme.
And while I'm sharing recipes, you can never go wrong with Hawaiian Punch, pineapple juice, and Sprite.
If I'm being honest, it is so much easier for me to share my heart with you, than to share things like this. Mainly because I'm sure someone out there has done this better. Their house is more perfectly decorated, their ideas actually turn out like their Pinterest boards, and their photos are perfectly edited. For heaven's sake, half of my friends are photographers. Not me.
But that's just the thing. I had all of this pressure on making his first birthday perfect. We look at our Facebook and Instagram feeds and feel inadequate and start the compare thing. But WE are the ones that put pressure on ourselves.
What really mattered were the ones around this table. The precious friends who have watched us fight through this first year. The ones who have cleaned my house, brought us meals, babysat, fed the dog, and listened to me when it all was just too much.They are the ones who really knew what a celebration this day was!
They are the ones that mattered.
He is what mattered.
Micah's sugar dropped really low right in the middle of the party. So we rushed to get a cupcake in front of him. And everyone stared knowing that this kid eats NOTHING by mouth. A few months ago, he wouldn't even let you touch the area around his mouth because of his severe oral aversion.
Then he did this.
And the Father reminded us all again that He is faithful and His ways are perfect. What HE says about Micah, is what matters. We were honored to celebrate Micah yesterday. But really we were celebrating a very faithful Father who has carried us through a year of hard, really really hard. And today we are up on the mountain top shouting of His goodness and thanking Him that He brings beauty from ashes.