My baby, my child, the tinniest love of my whole life, just turned the big zero, one! What happened to this past year?! I looked to my husband the day of Ramsey's birthday and proudly told him, that we did it! A year into being parents and we are official pros at this thing!
During my pregnancy I would worry and obsess over what this baby would be like. Who he would act like. Who he would look like. Then I met him and my entire life changed. After 10 hours of a natural labor, I held him in my arms and cried. I cried not from the pain (which was unimaginable!), not from the fatigue (again very, very tired) but for the perfect, most precious little life finally lying on my chest. I could not see through the tears to take a long awaited peek at my tiny baby boy, but I still cried out that he was beautiful!
One year later, I am in the same amount of awe as I was the day he was born. He is still perfect....actually more perfect, if that is even possible. He has changed me in ways that no one could understand but another mother. I have purpose and meaning, I love more than imagined, and I would sacrifice all of myself for him.
To celebrate my baby's grand day, we chose the theme "A Day at the Circus". My wonderful husband printed the shirts I designed for all the little babies that attended. We had dips, homemade cupcakes and cake and even a pretty amazing show by the wonderful "Zimbo the Clown"! Thanks again for that Rachel!
My head was killing me the entire time and I had about 5 unfinished projects on my "to do" list, but the party was wonderful chaos. The storm let up enough for the family to show up and we even saw a little sun by the end of all the fun. All in all the day was simply lovely. Now to start planning for birthday number two....
Clearly he was not a fan of the clown...
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