Ok, it's been creeping up on me. And it's finally just around the corner. And I'm not sure how I'm going to handle it.
My baby's turning 1 next week, and I'm having some mixed feelings about it.
Of course I'm excited to celebrate and party and watch her open presents and dive into her cake.
But, I'm also a bit sad.
My baby is growing up. So fast. I just can't believe it was almost a year ago that she was born.
I keep recalling memories of the day she was born. So, next week on her birthday, I'm loading her up in the car, all dressed up in her birthday dress, and we're taking cookies to the nurses at the OB department at the hospital, and to my OB doctor's office.
I'm not quite sure if I'm going to have a miniature breakdown on that day or not. I'm definitely expecting a few tears, but hopefully they'll fall when I'm home with her by myself.
In the grand scheme of things, I realize it's all about my attitude. Sure, it's fine to get sentimental and a little teary that she's growing up and changing so much. I'm her mom. It's my job to feel that way.
But, I don't want to focus on that. I want to celebrate that she is a healthy, vibrant, spunky little girl, and I want to celebrate the fact that Dennis and I survived our first year as parents. We survived works of art created by poop and baby toes, sleepless nights, teething, postpartum depression, 18 days of mysterious hives, a nasty flu bug, and all the other stuff first-time parents struggle with in that first year.
We've done good.
So, mamas, what about you? How did you feel on your baby's first birthday?