One year ago you came into our lives. You held on as long as you could. We expected you at 28 weeks when my water broke. You surpassed all the odds of what we were told, and read. We were prepared as best we could be. However, nothing prepared us for our journey with you! I was so nervous and scared. Happy and so in love.

Adrian, you shocked us when we were pregnant, and stunned when you tried to come early. You were so strong and brave when you arrived. You were tiny, you were fragile, but we were also so lucky because it could have been so much worse. You were a fighter from day one and still are!

Looking back on your coming home from the NICU to now-you'd never know you were two months early. Your determined to surpass your expectations, and that trait will take you far in life.

Seeing you for the first time and holding your tiny body next to mine was home. This atmosphere was our home for 19 long days. No time in the NICU is good, but we "got lucky" with a "short" stay.

You have everyone wrapped around your tiny fingers. You love to scream dada all day long. You smile at anyone and it brightens up everyone's day. You're a love bug and snuggle in close. To which I will try to keep from you for as long as I can!

You're a warrior. You have mastered getting anywhere you want. You can cruise and walk around the house with a walker! You're still one but on your adjusted age of ten months you're doing phenomenal. We're SO beyond proud of you and so excited to see how much you grow and change in this next year.

Happy birthday to our tiny miracle man. We love you SO much!