Your first birthday has now come and gone.
I would be lying if I said the day you were born wasn’t one of my scariest and most painful. Maybe admitting that makes me a bad mom, maybe it just makes me human. I am thankful to be in a place now where I have found more peace with how you entered the world.
I also had a spot o’ trouble coping with the delay of your birth, which was 15 days after you were due. Irrational is a nice way of describing my behavior. Your poor dad. It was kind of no wonder you didn’t want to come out and meet your (possibly literally) crazy mama.
But as I sit and contemplate your first year, thinking about how much you’ve grown and learned, and how very much you have yet to, I feel the prickle of tears. It has gone so slowly, yet so quickly, this first year of your beautiful life.
To say that I treasure you is the understatement of the century.
You are the best decision we have ever made.
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