One year ago tonight a nurse came into my labor room to make me watch a video about not shaking my baby – yes, the baby I was IN LABOR with. She noticed I was watching “Grey’s Anatomy” and said she would come back later. She kept her word, and for that I will always thank her. And although I did watch the disturbing “Don’t shake your baby video” I didn’t feel good about it. I mean, isn’t there a more appropriate place than a labor and delivery room for that video? But I digress.
Tonight we celebrated the birth of my first born (and maybe only born if my husband has his way) with a celebration fit for a princess. She got presents and cake and lots of love from lots of people who think she is pretty great. It’s amazing to me that one year has flown by so swiftly. It is amazing that my baby is growing so fast.
Tomorrow night at 7:26pm my dearest, most darling baby girl will officially be one year old. And I don’t know where the time has gone, and I can’t believe she is such a big girl, and all I really want to do is hug her and try not to cry because my baby isn’t a baby anymore. She’s a big kid, with things to do, and places to go, and an agenda that is just beyond my grasp of understanding. She knows what she wants and is almost fearless about getting it. She is my love. She is my heart. She is the reason I do every little thing. So, Happy birthday Baby Girl. I love you more than I have words for.