Let me be the first in your life to say these words. These words that undoubtedly you will hear many times (probably after puberty, but that’s another discussion entirely)
It’s not you. It’s me.
Your first birthday is fast approaching. You’re walking without our help (though you still are using cat litter boxes, Fisher Price walking toys, and laundry baskets to help you). You’ve been on your first swim, a few hikes in your dad’s swanky new baby backpack,
When you ride on your dad’s back, you ride in style!
and you’ve had your first dog bite (hopefully only!).You’ve also had a taste of your first beer – but only because we didn’t think you’d like it and you were really trying to get into your dads glass.
All in all, you’ve had a really great year. And I’m having a hard time dealing with the fact that you’re turning the big one. “1”.
I turned 30 without incident – in fact, I embraced it. When your Uncle Bud turned 30 this year, I freaked out. Now you’re turning 1, and as of now we’re not planning on having other kids, that’s it. All the little baby clothes, knit shoes, toys, newborn diapers, and the click and go stroller are things we won’t get to use again. I loved having you sleep on my chest when you were so very wee – and I loved having you try to figure out how to smile. And I will miss those firsts, those little tiny clothes, and the little tiny you.
However, I’m so very excited to see how far you’ve come. You went to your first Red Sox Game and didn’t even freak out, even though we had you out way past your bed time. I even made you a Red Sox Tutu to match your jersey so people wouldn’t call you a boy (which they all do because you’re still pretty bald).
I’m looking forward to you chasing the cats, though I bet they are less enthusiastic about that. I’m looking forward to you saying what’s wrong instead of just crying and your dad and I running through the checklist. I’m looking forward to you interacting with other kids, swimming on your own,and hanging out with friends, and saying nonsensical things that make COMPLETE sense to you, and only you.
So as your first year approaches (and any others after this!) keep in mind that you’re doing great. You’re doing everything right. Having you around makes me so happy, but also reminds me that this year flew by, the next will be just as fast, and I now have a great appreciation for everyone who says “It goes by fast. Enjoy it while you can.”
For you, you’ll be counting down the years as if they were ticking by so slowly – and for me, they are going by so very fast.
I heard once life is like a roll of toilet paper. The less on the roll, the faster it goes. I think that sums it up nicely.
Courtesy of Nate’s Cartoons
Oh, and speaking of which – you had your first “I unrolled the toilet paper roll all by myself, Mommy” incident. The cats were most impressed. Me less so.
I love you, Little. You’re doing a good job.