Well, today’s the day; my baby’s now a toddler. Today we’re celebrating his first year of life. I’m very emotional about it but not in the way that I thought I would be. Instead of mourning the fact that his babyhood is complete, I’m so happy that we have had the time together and that our family is so close and so happy.
A full year has come and gone since he was born. We’ve now had a full year of breastfeeding, diaper changes, washing diapers, sleeping next to each other, toting him around on our bodies, trying to keep him happy while he cut teeth, and a full year of taking it one day at a time. It’s been a year of lullabies, cuddles, open mouth kisses, and dancing. We’ve gone through milestone after milestone and watched our son grow so much. 2 days ago he took his first steps and he has a very large vocabulary.
I’m looking forward to the next year, and every year after that, and every year after that. Being a parent is an amazing thing, I can’t believe how it’s made me feel and how it’s changed me.
I still can’t believe that it’s been a full year since he was born. After we were moved to our recovery room in the hospital, Grandma went home and Daddy went to sleep. It was very late, but my adrenaline rush kicked in even though my body was so physically tired. I lied there in the bed with my newborn on my chest, skin to skin. He had just finished his second meal and we were both very content. He looked up at me, and I looked down at him. I felt a bond forming, one that had already been there but was now getting better. Every day we have had these special moments and I love him so much. I have to say, this past year has been my favorite year of life.