I cannot wrap my around this – I’m the mom of a one-year-old! I’ve been a roller-coaster of emotions, as of late (or rather, since I got pregnant). I, along with every single person that has ever had a child, cannot believe how fast the first year flown by. do you think you learn more in one year of college or one year of parenting? I’d pick the latter. just as the husband + I would start to feel like subject-matter experts in an area (like feeding, sleeping, or just a typical day), he’d throw us off. we’ve accepted it is his job, from here on out, to keep us on our toes. we’ve never been more worried or more in love!
our baby is ONE!
I fully cherished, felt + lived in every single moment of this kid’s first year. I cried, laughed + was in complete awe more in the past 365 days than ever before. watching your baby grow up is the most magical experience. the husband + I are frequently exchanging proud parent “did you just see that?” glances. like yesterday morning, when we snuck into jackson’s room to wake him up, we slowly opened the door to find him sitting up in his crib, quietly “reading” a book. (whoever said we’d later regret the placement of our bookshelves to crib, you were right. but now he can quietly access his reading material).
isn’t this first birthday cape + tee shirt everything? I wish I could take credit. my mom gave it to him. thank goodness for grandmas! I’ve been in denial. for the past 6 months, I’ve been saying: “we have time”, “april is so far away”, “he’s still wearing 6 month clothes”, “stop talking about his birthday, it’s months away”. BOOM – here we are! so, in retrospect, I should’ve come to terms with my mom-denial much sooner. BUT it would’ve taken so much joy from his grandma for giving him his “birthday boy” outfit. we’ll call it a win!
happy birthday, little one!