Fifty Days of Grae


A year ago today, we decided to visit the hospital just to be certain I wasn’t leaking amniotic fluid. We had just moved to a new city, J had started a new preschool class, and I had been on bed rest at home for about a week. I was 28 weeks pregnant and was feeling the undeniable “trickle” but we remained optomistic until we were able to get checked out at the hospital. While we had a few options of which hospital to go to in the area, we chose the one with the highest level NICU, just to be safe. Little did we know, the reality of needing that was much closer than not. The threat and fear of having our little boy way too early was much bigger and closer than we knew, but we lived it every, single day for the next fifty days of our lives.

I’ve been asked, “How did you do it?” How did you lay flat on your back for seven long weeks?! The answer is simple. I’m not special. I don’t have superpowers. I’m no different than anyone else. What other choice did I have?? When you’re a mom, you just do it. You do absolutely everything you can for your babies and while it wasn’t easy, it was absolutely worth every second of every minute of every hour of every, single day. I will tell you, I didn’t do it alone. Without God’s answer to prayer, my incredible husband, the crucial help from my mom and our family, my amazing nurses, and the prayer, support and love from everyone, it wouldn’t have happened. Plain and simple. But, that moment when I heard his first cry come from his tiny, little body, made it all worth it. Though, in true Dekker fashion, there was plenty of drama before that moment ever came.

It’s not common to stay pregnant for seven weeks after your water breaks, but somehow, with prayer and modern medicine, God allowed us extra time. I hadn’t had time to find a new doctor after moving, so I had the unique”opportunity” of conducting interviews from my hospital bed. Doc after Doc came through, proposing their “plan” for us. Most wanted to deliver him via C-section at 34 weeks if we even got that far. It was, according to them, the safest option for everyone. While I wasn’t in the position to be extremely picky or opinionated, I was praying for a Doctor that would allow more time and would support my desire to have a VBAC (Vaginal Birth After Cesarean). I knew it was a long shot, but I truly believed this was our best chance of the healthiest baby possible, that could potentially come right home with me from the hospital. At 34 weeks, all babies at this hospital automatically go to the NICU to be on the safe side. However, at 35 weeks, they allow mom to immediately hold baby and see how baby is doing before takiing them to the NICU. I wanted that. I really wanted that. More than anything, I wanted to hold my baby boy, to nurse him right away, to get that skin-to-skin, even if it ended up that he needed to go to the NICU, I wanted that chance. So, when one Doctor walked into my room, willing to wait that extra week and supporting my wish to deliver him vaginally, I was one happy mama.

It was a time in my life when I felt like I had lost complete control of everything. I went from not having ever spend longer than 24 hours away from J to being away from home for an excruciating seven weeks. I had to completely surrender my parental role for that time, because even when he would visit me, I wasn’t even supposed to sit up, much less chase him around. It was, by far, the hardest part of being in there. I didn’t know how to explain to him why I wasn’t home with him to tuck him in at night or why I couldn’t pick him up and comfort him when he caught his finger in the door at the hospital. I was often bored and sometimes lonely. My heart ached. My body ached. I could’ve easily become depressed and isolated.  If it weren’t for the love, prayer, support, gifts, and visits from family and friends, I would’ve been a complete mess. If I hadn’t had the most amazing husband in the entire world that slept every, single night on the hospital couch bed, I probably would have cried myself to sleep many nights. That wouldn’t have been possible if my mom hadn’t given up her entire life for seven weeks to stay with J and take care of him and my entire family, no questions asked. I sometimes shared the highlights on social media of visits from friends, my mom bringing J, or 15 minute wheelchair rides to get fresh air, but truthfully it was hard. It was really, really hard. The hardest thing I’ve ever done.

So, the when we finally and miraculously reached 35 weeks, I was ready. I was, of course, worried that he would be too little and could potentially have a hard time breathing, regulating his body temperature, latching, and many other difficulties, but after weeks and weeks of reading the prognosis if I delivered at that gestation, we had made it to a point that while it was worrisome, the outlook was good and he would be just fine, possibly needing some extra help and time in the NICU. I also knew that the risk of delivering him at 35 weeks was lower than the risk of developing an infection from having my water broken for so long, so I was ready to meet him, no matter what.

The night before they planned to induce my labor, they took me off the meds that were keeping the contrations at bay. I took these meds every day for seven weeks, so when they stopped administering them, my contractions quickly kicked into gear. When my doctor came in that morning to check me, he saw that I was already 3cm dilated and the contractions were becoming pretty regular. So, they gave me a brand new room with an ocean view on the labor & delivery floor. They told me to make myself comfortable, because today was the day, but these things can take time. Our parents made their way to the hospital to settle in and await the arrival of their tiny grandson. Brendan set up the music, I began breathing through the contractions as they became more and more frequent.

Not but an hour later, I was in the zone. I went from having lively conversation with our family between contractions to requesting that conversation remain quiet and minimal. I was focused on relaxing, breathing, and allowing my body to perform miracles. While my wish was to have an unmedicated birth, part of the deal I made with my Doctor was that I would be willing to get an epidural. In the event that I would need an emergency C-section he wanted me to be prepped for it. It was that or they would have to knock me out for his birth, and I wanted to be awake to meet him. So, when my nurse came to say it was time to get the epidural, I didn’t feel quite ready, but when she could see how often and long I was contracting, she persuaded me to get the process started. We knew I had progressed to at least 5cm, so she wasn’t concerned with slowing labor.

It was the first time I laid down since beginning labor. They had just administered the epidural and I was feeling immense pressure. I told my nurse and she said that was a great sign that we were getting closer. I told told her, “No no, you don’t understand. Like… a loooooot if pressure.” She agreed to check me again, because she wanted to place a fetal monitor on the top of his head anyway, because there were a few times during the epidural process that his heart rate had dipped and she wanted to be sure he wasn’t in distress. So, when she checked me, she found that I was now 9cm dilated, so it was no surprise that I was feeling the amount of pressure I was. She was pretty sure I was about to deliver him before the epidural even had a chance to kick in.

It was that moment that everything became a blur. You know that part in the movie, where you’re staring straight down at the blank stare of the main character’s face as they’re being rushed on a hospital bed by a group of 10 screaming nurses to the operating room? Ya, that was me. All of a sudden, that beautifully strong rhythmic heartbeat of my baby that I had been meditating on had dropped to nearly nothing and didn’t come back up. My husband was ripped away and placed in a holding room while they swiftly prepped me for an emergency C-section. There were so many people. Terms like “crashing” and “no heartbeat” were being yelled across the operating room. My Doctor was barreling down hallways, pushing people out of way, rushing to save my baby. I didn’t dare ask if he was ok. I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear the answer. I just remember talking to him out loud. I told him he had to hang on. I needed him. We could do this together. I reminded him how much I loved him already and that he was going to be ok. Even with all the people in the room, I felt completely alone. It was then that I felt God’s presence and comfort. I mean this when I say, He was in that room. It was almost as if I could reach out and touch Him. It was undeniable. They finally allowed my sweet husband in the room and then, in the midst of chaos and noise, one nurse looked up and shouted, “Everybody, STOP! The baby’s heart rate is rising, Doctor, check her!” When he found that I was completely dilated and ready to push, he exchanged scalpel for vacuum and two big pushes later, the tiniest, most glorious, most courageous cry was heard. My little warrior baby had made his way into the world unscathed. He was 5 pounds 5 ounces of absolute perfection. The doctor handed him straight to me and said, “This one’s a keeper, I think he’s going home with you.”

And that’s exactly what he did. From that moment on, he never left our side. Not to the NICU, not to an incubator, he stayed right there with his mom and dad, healthy as can be. He was my miracle. He was strong, and brave, and he was all mine. It was the perfect ending and beginning all at the same time. It was a long, difficult journey leading up to that moment but it was everything I had ever wished for. Fifty long days of Grae, and then we got to go home and our life began a new normal.

“Though he be but little, he is fierce.”

“Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the LORD your God goes with you; He will never leave you or forsake you.” – Deuteronomy 31:6


A Very Curious 2nd Birthday!

We went bananas when it came to planning J’s 2nd birthday party! In honor of his very favorite little monkey, Curious George, the decision was an easy one when it came to a birthday theme this year! We had the party in our hometown in Arizona this year to make it easiest to have the majority of our family and friends there to celebrate with us. It was a very warm and sunny day, but we made the best of it! Thanks to the abundant help of our family, we were able to throw quite the party for J! Check out some of the details, captured by Snap Lovely Photography, of our swingin’ good time!

As the guests arrived, they were greeted with tables adorned with adorable quotes, a guest sign in book, and fun and flavorful favors for the little monkeys! Each family took home some party hats, goodies, and their own copy of Curious George and the Birthday Surprise!Jacks2ndBirthday (22)Jacks2ndBirthday (68)Jacks2ndBirthday (67)Jacks2ndBirthday (70)Jacks2ndBirthday (16)From festive lanterns to colorful hand-made paper kites and felt polka dot garlands, this party had plenty of color and decor! Jacks2ndBirthday (6)Jacks2ndBirthday (66)Jacks2ndBirthday (57)Jacks2ndBirthday (15)Jacks2ndBirthday (65)Jacks2ndBirthday (78)Jacks2ndBirthday (28)For such a warm day, we chose to serve fresh homemade salads, salsa and hoagie sandwiches to our guests accompanied by a refreshing iced tea and lemonade stand!Jacks2ndBirthday (11)Jacks2ndBirthday (76)Jacks2ndBirthday (85)Jacks2ndBirthday (82)Jacks2ndBirthday (74)Jacks2ndBirthday (7)Jacks2ndBirthday (119) Jacks2ndBirthday (13)Jacks2ndBirthday (100)Jacks2ndBirthday (110)We had a jumping castle to entertain the little monkeys…. AND the bigger monkeys seemed to enjoy it, as well!Jacks2ndBirthday (128)Jacks2ndBirthday (129)Processed with VSCOcamJacks2ndBirthday (133)Jacks2ndBirthday (212)Jacks2ndBirthday (138)Jacks2ndBirthday (96)Jacks2ndBirthday (80)Let’s not forget about the goodie table! There were plenty of treats to go around! Between the homemade mini cupcakes topped with banana runts and the build-your-own-banana split bar, we had everyone swinging from the trees!Jacks2ndBirthday (126)Jacks2ndBirthday (31)Jacks2ndBirthday (33)Jacks2ndBirthday (48)Jacks2ndBirthday (40)Jacks2ndBirthday (39)Jacks2ndBirthday (5)Jacks2ndBirthday (29)Jacks2ndBirthday (43)Jacks2ndBirthday (4)Jacks2ndBirthday (136)Jacks2ndBirthday (197)Singing “Happy birthday” was J’s favorite part, he couldn’t get enough of it!Jacks2ndBirthday (161)Jacks2ndBirthday (158)Jacks2ndBirthday (179)Jacks2ndBirthday (168)Jacks2ndBirthday (172)Jacks2ndBirthday (178)We can’t thank our family and friends enough for making J’s birthday so special. Once again, our family did more than we could ask for to help us get ready for the party, we definitely couldn’t have done it without you!

Thanks again to Snap Lovely Photography for capturing such a beautiful and fun day, our family is so lucky to have you! It was so amazing to get to spend time with the people we don’t see often enough, and it is just so wonderful to know how loved J is.

Happy 2nd birthday, little monkey! Your mommy and daddy love you SO much!Jacks2ndBirthday (202)

“Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice!” – Philippians 4:4



The Unexpected

As we are quickly approaching our five-year wedding anniversary, I am thinking about what an amazing guy I am lucky enough to live this life with. I thank God for the incredible man He created, and I truly believe he was made just for me.

I am also reminded of the beautiful vows we made that day. Included in those were the vow to love and to cherish. Most of the time, this part comes easy. What’s not to love about a man who is smart, handsome, clever and driven? How could I not cherish a man that provides the incredible love and support, joy and laughter, friendship and acceptance that he does for me?

Another part of our vows we took was to remain faithful and true to each other. It has been, and will always be, an honor to be faithful and true to him. It is such a blessing to know that he, without a doubt, is accountable and faithful to not only me, but to our God.

Then, there was the part about “in sickness or in health”. This part came especially easy because I was marrying a man full of adventure and life. He is the type of person that not only loves adventure, but NEEDS to have it. He is such a morning person, which is not only admirable to me, but is also maybe sometimes annoying. He keeps me going and pushes me to try new things. Within the first couple years of our marriage, he somehow convinced me do a couple crazy endurance events that I NEVER would’ve done without him. As he continued to pursue this and other passions of his, I never once doubted that he would always be like this. He would always be the passionate one, the energetic one, the morning person, the one to push me to new levels. I never doubted that, even into old age, he would remain healthy and full of life.

It wasn’t until this past year that I ever even thought about what it meant to marry “in sickness and in health”. Obviously everyone gets old and that usually means some health problems, but I never anticipated that before even turning 30, we could be faced with the “sickness” part. I never played out what it would be like to drive my husband in frightening, shivering pain to the hospital only to leave him there for days on end. I never anticipated watching my (already lean) husband lose more than 20 pounds in a few short weeks, or to experience the lethargy, embarrassment and pain he had to endure. Just like that, we went from our “normal” life to a whole new life. A life of Dr’s visits, test after test, medical bills, medications, and diagnoses. A life of fear and uncertainty along with often feelings of hopelessness. A life of, at times, not being able to take a road trip or even day trip, to sleep in or go out to eat, go for a bike ride, or take our son to the park if it didn’t have a bathroom.

Don’t get me wrong, there have been good times, too. Thanks to God and modern medicine, there have been times in the past year that we were nearly able to forget about this disease. When he is feeling well, we live life to the fullest. We have been blessed with so many opportunities and have made many amazing memories. We live in a beautiful place, have a beautiful, healthy son, and are so blessed with a beautiful life. Still even yet, there’s no denying that IBD has changed our lives forever.

The hardest part about this disease is the unknown. As of now, there is no cure, only ways to control and relieve symptoms. We have yet to find a viable way to even control his symptoms with medicines that he can take on a long-term basis. He has tried every type of medicine out there, and yet nothing seems to be working. We have done all-natural approaches, even done some questionable and crazy things, but nothing has done the trick. We are now embarking on a new journey as he is entering case studies to see if new medicines can help him. As scary as it is, we are just hoping and praying they will find something that works for him.

As his wife, sometimes the feelings of hopelessness and helplessness are unbearable. I wish someway, somehow I could take away his pain. In no way have I ever regretted the vow I took, even more it has been an honor and blessing to be by his side. Although I wish I could do more, I have decided to do what I can. In addition to fervent prayer and dedication to research, I have committed to raise funds and awareness of this disease and participate in a half-marathon. I am committing to something that I would normally refuse to do (anyone who knows me is well aware that running is probably my least favorite thing to do)to show just how passionate I am about doing what I can to find a cure. IMG_1102My heart goes out to any person and their families that have to deal with this. I ask that you please contribute to the cause with me and support in any way you can! Here is a link to my fundraising page, any amount at all would be such a blessing to my family and to anyone suffering from this! There is also a lot more information, as well, on the disease and foundation your funds would be supporting!


Thank you for taking the time to read this, I hope in some way it has encouraged you or enlightened you somehow. If you have any questions or comments at all, please feel free to email me at

Everlasting Love

201When my parents came out to visit a couple of months back, in honor of their 25th wedding anniversary, I snapped a few pictures of them together. It’s not often (actually, it never happens) that my parents take photos together just the two of them. Their love for their family has always been first and foremost, so it’s never been at the top of their priority list to take a moment to focus on themselves and the love that they have shared for 25 amazing years of marriage. I wanted to celebrate their beauty, their youth, their love and commitment, and the joy and laughter they have together by trying to capture it as best I could (since I am not even close to being a photographer) and give them a chance to see themselves as I see them. These are just a few of my favorites.133159145167162178182My parents have been such a blessing and an incredible example to me as two godly people joined in a godly marriage. They often, in so many ways, have exemplified faithfulness and trust, passion and compassion, laughter and joy, and the true meaning of love through their every day lives. I had a very clear image of the qualities I was looking for in a husband long before I found him because of them. I couldn’t be more proud and in awe of them as they turn this major milestone in their lives together, and with such stride! I thank God so much that he made them my parents, I would not be where I am today without them and without the love they have for each other.107061Happy 25th Anniversary, Mom and Dad. Thank you for being the best parents in the world, I am so glad God blessed you both with each other.

“Entreat me not to leave you,
Or to turn back from following after you;
For wherever you go, I will go;
And wherever you lodge, I will lodge;
Your people shall be my people,
And your God, my God.
Where you die, I will die,
And there will I be buried.
The Lord do so to me, and more also,
If anything but death parts you and me.” – Ruth 1:16-17

Snap Lovely Photography

We have been abundantly blessed to have such an amazing photographer, Betsy Hawley of Snap Lovely Photography, to take pictures of our family since before baby J even made his big debut.  Betsy is a Tucson based photographer who shoots weddings, engagement sessions, portraits, and so much more throughout Arizona and Southern California! She has the eye and raw talent for capturing very natural, candid and beautiful moments.

She has already given us gorgeous maternity photos , took our very first family photo session, and captured the best moments of  J’s first birthday party. Recently, she came to do a lifestyle shoot of our family right here in our little town of El Segundo. It was so fun to feature some of the cute little areas of the town we’ve chosen to raise baby J in. As always, Betsy handled our crazy little family with ease. Here they are!IMG_1175IMG_1180IMG_0932IMG_0924IMG_0964IMG_0968IMG_1002IMG_1006IMG_1004IMG_0952IMG_1030IMG_1037IMG_1040image (1)IMG_1378IMG_1410IMG_1333IMG_1262IMG_1285imageIMG_1119IMG_0744IMG_0757IMG_0872IMG_0802We love these pictures so much, they really show the personality of each of us so perfectly! Thank you, Betsy Hawley, from the bottom of our hearts!

One thing I ask of the Lord, this is what I seek: that I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life, to gaze upon the beauty of the Lord and to seek Him in His temple. – Psalm 27:4

Sneak Peek!

So excited to share a quick look at the fun little family photo shoot my best friend, Betsy Hawley of Snap Lovely Photography took this past weekend! We wanted an urban feel, and wanted to capture some of the cool little spots in our town that we love so much! Here’s just a glance at the amazing (as always) work that she does!

sneak peek

More to come soon!!

My Little Baby Model

Today J had his first photo shoot, and he did such an amazing job! He was charming and cooperative, and made his mommy so proud! He will be one of the cute little ones wearing the newest and cutest fashions available on this summer! I’ve had the honor of working for and being inspired by the owners of this absolutely adorable store. Here’s a little blurb straight from their website about the awesome things these two amazing women are doing!

“Totten launched Bloume baby to provide consumers with a place to purchase stylish, healthy, sustainable products and to promote a green lifestyle that she is passionate about in her own day-to-day activities. As the Bloume baby brand continues gaining momentum, Totten hopes to inspire a larger audience of followers to utilize more environmentally friendly business practices.”

Here are just a few snaps I took behind-the-scenes. I can’t wait to share the pictures when they’re up on the website!IMG_20130508_151938 IMG_20130508_195102 IMG_20130508_152139 IMG_20130508_142920 IMG_20130508_144815“I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well.” – Psalm 139:14


Aquarium Day

We took J to the aquarium for the first time a couple weeks back! He and his cousin had a blast together, as always. Here are some pictures we took of the fun day!024 027While J was a little skeptical of petting the fish, his cousin was ready to jump in with them!031 034Daddy warmed him up to the idea, and then he was loving it!039 043 045The shark tank was, by far, J’s favorite part.048 050 053The boys even managed to meet a lady friend while we were there. Boy, are we in trouble! 056 058 060 061066All in all, it was a fun day and I can’t wait to take them back soon!

“The kingdom of heaven is like a net that was thrown into the sea and gathered fish of every kind.” – Matthew 14:37

The Days Of Dawn

When I first began blogging, I wasn’t exactly sure what I was going to write about. I knew I wanted to share my heart and my life with friends and family, and I knew it would mostly be about my sweet little J that came into our lives and rocked our world. What I didn’t realize was that there are actually more layers to me than being a mom and a wife! While those are by far the most important roles I play in life, I have found some hidden passions and new adventures within myself that I never expected to find! I find so much joy in things like delicious foods and fun little projects, that I decided that the name of my blog didn’t exactly fit anymore. Not only have I found things to talk about besides my sweet baby boy, I’ve also realized that, although bittersweet, my sweet baby boy might not be such a “baby” anymore. He is growing more and more every day as a person, and I guess what I’m realizing is, is that so am I!

My new name is The Days of Dawn. I’m so excited for new things that are coming my way, thank you for following me through this fun little adventure in finding myself and all the beautiful things life has to offer!


Kimberly Dawn Dekker


Let the Wild Rumpus Start!

wildrumpusbirthday_For little J’s first birthday, I wanted to have a big party with all of our friends and family. Months ago, I decided on a “Where the Wild Things Are” theme, since that was my husband’s favorite book as a child. I scoured the web and Pinterest for planning and decor, since I’ve never thrown a party like this before. I began doing as much handmade decor as possible, to save a little money and to make it even more special for J. With the abundant help of my amazing family and a couple of my best girlfriends, the party went off without a hitch! Here are a few photos of the details of the party. I think it was an absolute hit!wildrumpusbirthday_i'lleatyouupwildrumpusbirthday_burlaptablerunnerwildrumpusbirthday_paperlanternsHandmade felt bunting and paper lanterns hung from tree to tree! The tables were covered in white linens with a burlap runner. I kept the table decor simple, elegant and earthy with baby’s breath and billy balls in mason jars painted gold. Pine cones and moss balls adorned the length of the table, leaving plenty of room for the guests to eat and socialize. wildrumpusbirthday_billyballswildrumpusbirthday_photobannerI created a photo banner of baby J’s first 12 months with baby clothespins and twine to hang from a small tree.wildrumpusbirthday_capreseskewerswildrumpusbirthday_foodThe main food table was home to lots of tasty and healthy food items including chicken, steak and shrimp skewers, a fresh mediterranean salad with kalamata olives, avocado and feta, mini caprese skewers with a balsamic reduction drizzle, hummus and cucumber cupcakes, pita chips and roasted red bell pepper hummus, fresh fruit skewers, and a delicious couscous tabbouleh.wildrumpusbirthday_paperstrawflagswildrumpusbirthday_paperstrawsRefreshing lemonade was the perfect beverage to accompany the adorable grey, yellow and white-striped paper straws. We also offered ice water and fruit juice boxes for the little ones.wildrumpusbirthday_cupcakewildrumpusbirthday_crowncaketopperI purchased die-cut crown confetti from this Etsy Shop, and decided to create my own cute little mini-cupcake toppers with them to top these delicious and adorable mini cupcakes! There were lemon, chocolate and carrot cake cupcakes to accommodate every taste bud.wildrumpusbirthday_cookiesThese “Wild Thing Paw Print” cookies were so adorable and delicious and were quite the hit! wildrumpusbirthday_birthdaycakewildrumpusbirthday_woodcakestandwildrumpusbirthday_buntingwildrumpusbirthday_birthdayboy2I made the birthday boy his own special cake. It was an organic apple spice cake I found here with a cream cheese frosting. He was able to enjoy it after the party, since he was quite obviously not a fan of the frosting all over his hands!wildrumpusbirthday_crownFamily and friends were given these adorable handmade crowns to wear. My Mom even made extras in all sizes so that the “Wild Thing” could come out in anyone and party!wildrumpusbirthday_birthdayboywildrumpusbirthday_photobooth2wildrumpusbirthday_photobooth3wildrumpusbirthday_photoboothWe had a fun little “photo booth” to capture some of the fun guests of the party. wildrumpusbirthday_guestbookInstead of the traditional guest sign-in book, we purchased a copy of the book “Where the Wild Things Are” by Maurice Sendak as a keepsake for baby J to have that he can actually appreciate.wildrumpusbirthday_favorsFor the party favors, we sent the little ones home with a crown, a little snack box filled with organic treats, and some bubbles as “A Magic Trick to Tame the Wild Things”.wildrumpusbirthday_s'moresThe older guests took home a s’mores kit to make a yummy treat at home!

Thanks to everyone who made it to J’s first birthday bash, especially to those that traveled long distance, it’s a not celebration without the people who love him most! Thank you to my husband for putting up me and with the months of planning and crafting.  Thanks to my best gal pals, Betsy of Snap Lovely Photography, for all the amazing photos, for handwriting the photo props, and for helping prep all the delicious food, to Kelli, Amy and Aly for last minute crafting and the delicious cupcakes and fruit skewers, and to Cassie who snapped a few of the  pictures above.

And of course, a special thanks to all of my amazing family who all traveled out from Arizona and helped SO much with all the party details and set up, and were here to celebrate the big one year! I love you all and couldn’t have done it without you!

“This is the Day which the Lord has made, Let us rejoice and be glad in it.” – Psalm 118:24