I Have a One Year Old?

A little bit after my 25th birthday, I was having a quarter life crisis (I’m sure that’s a thing). I was questioning everything. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do with my life. Naturally, I talked to my therapist about it and she said that it was also because I was having a big change in my life that was quickly coming up (I was pregnant).

I would just sit and think about all the different things (well not all but some) of the different things I could do besides accounting/finance. I would bring it up in therapy sessions and talk to my husband about it.

It wasn’t until after my daughter was born that I realized one of the jobs I really wanted to do; be a kick ass mom.

Fast forward one year, to the weeks leading up to my daughters first birthday. I was an emotional mess. I would be crying all the time while holding her and get sad. I was glad she’s turning 1, but sad that time was flying by.

As I rocked my daughter to sleep on her first birthday, I couldn’t help but smile.

We made it.

I was a little sad that she is growing up so fast, but I also tried to look ahead to the little girl she is becoming. Also keeping in mind, the little baby that completely stole her parents’ hearts and all their money.

My little baby is getting older and I’m embracing it (I have no choice). She still is in her 0-3-month onesies (she has a short torso like her mom and yes, she is still in 0-3), but hopefully she moves up soon. She is learning new words and getting into things she shouldn’t be (we try to make our pots and pans our toys). We eat everything that mom and dad eat (minus spicy foods) and love sweets just like mom.

Being her momma this past year, has been nothing short of wonderful and challenging. Learning how to breastfeed was one of the most difficult and challenging things I have ever done. There were so many times I wanted to quit, but I stuck it out just a little longer for her and I’m so glad I did. Our family saved money and I love bonding with her (any parent that doesn’t give their kid breast milk is badass as well. FED IS BEST!)

It was a big surprise that almost every time she gets sick, I will get whatever she has/had right after (but I thankfully dodged pink eye this time). You never really realize all the things in your house that could be hazardous until your kid becomes mobile.

I’m excited to see how her personality develops more and who she will become. All the new words she will learn this next year and hopefully moving up in clothes soon.

All the giggles and smiles and cuddles have been my most favorite thing of all. I love comforting her and also watching her become independent. I’m so lucky that I get to be her momma. I couldn’t imagine anything else I’d rather be doing than raising her up to be a strong independent woman.