One Year. A Whole Year. We have been parents a year. I have not slept in a year. Though I did get some sleep over the summer, before he came home.First birthdays are bizarre. He does not know what is going on, he can't sit down to a cake like most first years do. It's for the parents and posterity that first birthdays are celebrated. Really, it should be all about the mother. After all, those memories, whatever the situation, are probably still pretty fresh.
So we opted out of a big party and just had an evening at home. I bought him some new wooden blocks, made him a construction paper crown, and baked him a cake, all of which he enjoyed.
Let's reminisce, shall we?
May 29, 2008. 2 pounds, 1 ounce.
May 29, 2009. 16 pounds, 12 ounces.
And again:
Today:
He's the same baby, even as a fetus; he's just much busier now.
2 comments:
He's more fun too! grammasue
Happy Belated Birthday to Finn! Good gracious, that means it must be about one year ago that I started a thread on Ravelry that had me spending my whole summer in squares. I did not recall that Finn was born so close to my own kid's birthday.
It was fun. I'd do it again in an instant.
He looks fabulous. Congrats to you on making it through year one!
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