The most bitter sweet day I have had so far. I love to watch her grow and conquer milestones but the thought of my baby not always being a baby is already hard. Either way I continue to love you more each day. It’s not that I look at her and sigh wistfully, wishing she were tiny again, because I don’t.I really don’t want her to stay a baby forever. But she IS my baby, and now she is going to be my toddler. I think I’m not ready to use the word toddler. I’m not ready to begin measuring her age in terms of years, not months. I’m not ready for her to be that much closer to school age.
I am, however, ready for her to be able to talk to me. I’m ready for her to be able to stand up without worrying about her falling over and hitting his head. I am ready for teething to be over. I’m ready to hear her say Mama and actually mean me. I am excited on her behalf, and I am excited to see the big girl, teen, and woman she will become.
Just not very quickly.
Happy first birthday, lil B!! You are a treasure, and we’re so unbelievably thankful that you're mine!
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| Her Birthday party yesterday 6-1-13 |
