All day, I've found myself stopping and thinking "At this exact time last year....", and it's literally been breaking my heart. My sweet baby boy will be a whole year old tomorrow and I'm never going to get to do this again. No more baby stuff. No more fun baby stages. None of it. I can't say that I'll miss the sleepless nights, but I'd still take them to do it one more time (I always wanted 4).
My labor with Phoenix was the most emotional experience I've ever had with Dayton. While of course we had been through it twice before, for some reason (maybe because we knew this was the last time), we bonded more in those few hours than we had in so long. We had been so scared for the weeks before (due to the scare with his brain ventricles and being told he would need a shunt immediately after birth and would probably be mentally impaired) and when the time actually came, we were definitely in it together. I didn't feel alone for a single second during the process.
Anyway, here I am...freaking out that Phoenix is a year old, and yet, this is just the beginning! We've just gotten going. His little personality is starting to really shine. He's starting to develop in the most amazing ways. And I can't wait to see what he and Michael will do once he's a little older and they're really capable of running a muck! And I keep telling myself, "ANYTIME NOW! ANYTIME NOW HE'LL START SLEEPING THROUGH THE NIGHT!"....I'm probably not that lucky, but I keep telling myself that to ease the baby fever ;)
We'll be having his party on Sunday and I can't wait to see how he reacts. In the meantime, enjoy some pictures of our first year together! =)
Happy Birthday, baby boy! <3 b="b">3>
The drugs were working!
About 6 minutes old!
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