How is my baby one? It seems like a few weeks ago that we were bewildered and bringing him home. Chris and I looking at each other saying ‘shit, this tiny baby depends on us’. And now we are having his first birthday in paradise.
I was feeling a bit sad at the thought of saying I have a one year old. It started off with me saying how old he was in days, then weeks, then months and now years! I am, like most people these days, constantly taking photos on my phone so I can look back at so many moments and smiles and fun that we’ve had. But I need to stop wishing time away, wishing he would roll, then crawl now walk and talk. Remember that time goes so very quickly and I need to enjoy every moment. Looking at the photos is great but it’s not the same as living and breathing the moments.
Do I miss my tiny baby, sometimes. But then I look at his cheeky smile, the way he is so determined to do everything him himself, the way he checks where I am and the way he still loves mummy cuddles. And I think, no….he is perfect and I am so excited at watching him grow into a little boy with a funny personality .
Let’s see what the next year can bring us, I’m not sure it can top this one but I can’t wait to try.