Was it really 10 years ago that the nurses put you in my arms. It felt like I had waited days to hold you and I was beyond terrified that I would break you. I have never been more sure of myself as a mother as I was then. I knew in that moment that there wasn't anything I wouldn't do for you. That I would love, protect and cherish you until my last day. Ten years later, and not much has changed. For me anyways. You are always changing. Always questioning. Always challenging. Always caring.