AHH I can't believe little friend is turning one! My heart has been all over the place this last week. Remembering what I was doing the last few days before she came, reminiscing about this last year with our sour patch baby, and trying to wrap my head around how fast it went.
Troy is adamant about Blake being our last baby. (tears) I so love the baby stage; I love just being a mom in general, but there's something about babies and their dependence on you that makes things blissful. He's been saying that we aren't having any more babies since Blake was born, so I've been consciously soaking up every moment and it's all been so bittersweet. While I've been so excited about each milestone she reaches, I'm also feeling sad that it's the last time I'll experience it.
It doesn't help that the last couple of weeks we've been slowly weaning. And all those horrible, "last time" articles I've ever read have been flooding through my mind as I wonder, 'Is this the last time?'. And while, I can definitely remember the days of running on 30 minutes of sleep, it all doesn't seem so bad now that we're past that stage. It seems like overtime I do the laundry, there's more and more that gets put into the 'too small' pile and don't get me started on the newborn smell that fades more and more each day.
So this weekend we'll be celebrating a whole year with our sweet girl, Blake. Today, Lo is going to help me make a birthday cake and let her open presents.
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