Well, the day has come. The day I’ve been dreading for weeks; months, even. I’m not sure why. As I write this, tears are dripping off my cheeks. I wish I could go back in time and relive the day you were born, and every moment and milestone since. I wish I could hold your tiny newborn body and breathe in your sweet newborn scent just one more time. In a way, today is a reminder that I can’t. It’s a reminder of how fast you are growing and how quickly time is passing. It has been an amazing year, and although I’m excited for the years to come, I’m so terribly sad that this one is over.
You’ve come a long way in the past year. It’s amazing to think you went from such a delicate baby to one who walks runs anywhere you want to go. You can say cat, gato, dog, hi, and hot. You can point at things to identify them when asked, or to let us know you want them. You can drink from a cup and sort of use a spoon. You can throw a ball back and forth and look for it when it disappears. All of this and more happened in just one year, but I still can’t tell you where that year went.
Time truly goes by faster when you have a child. People warned me, but I never believed them until it happened. I never had enough time to sit and savor one stage before you were off learning something else.
Lately you’ve been doing a lot of spinning around in circles. I like to call you my little ballerina. You love to dance and have all sorts of moves up your sleeve. You get so excited when you hear a song you like.
I am constantly amazed by how much love you show. You give the sweetest kisses, and make the most adorable “baa” sound when you do. You climb up onto our laps and rest your little head on our chests when you get tired of playing. When I get after you, you point your little finger right back at me and squint your little eyes. It makes me realize how much you are learning from me, and it constantly makes me want to be a better person.
You still sleep with us; we decided we love it this way and we’re not quite ready to move you to your crib yet. We love waking up to kisses from you, or to your little voice saying “cat” and pointing at one of the kitties meowing for breakfast.
A year ago today, you were born. And in a way, so was I. Thank you for revealing to me what really matters in life. Thank you for teaching me patience and selflessness. Thank you for showing me what it feels like to truly and completely love. And, as always, thank you for being my little baby. Here’s to many more years of having you as my sidekick.
Month 12 Milestones: