My baby is one. One!
We celebrated her birthday over the weekend but today I’ll be reminiscing about the past year, and even the unfolding of my labor over the course of this day. She really claimed this day as hers – mild contractions began in the wee hours of the morning but she didn’t make an appearance until 7:26 PM.
Today we are celebrating all the good and bad and amazing milestones she’s hit in the past 365 days. Ryan and I are celebrating the fact that we’ve not only survived, but have grown exponentially as adults and parents.
Hey little lady, you have made my life so different in the past year, and I can only sum it up as amazing.