Well, it's been a year. An exhausting, wonderful, busy, fast, slow, perfect, frustrating year. The year of the baby. 10 days old You know what would be much more helpful in the baby books or the hospital information? A reminder that the "year of the baby" is not really a year at all. I mean, it is in the fact 365 days pass, but nothing in that year is anywhere near normal. You will not hang out with friends. You will not complete house projects. You will have a LOT of dirty laundry. You may rarely clean your house. You will spend a whole lot of time snuggling and very little time sleeping. And that's ok. Because that year goes oh-so-fast. And you only get to do it once in that baby's lifetime. One summer. One fall. One winter. One spring. ONE. And then ONE is here and that amazing little baby that took every ounce of your being for 12 months is getting bigger and can play by herself and explore by herself and needs a little less
Stay right here, 'cause these are the good old days.