So my little coconut turned 1 on May 19th. Who knew it would be such an emotional day for her mommy? It was the most bittersweet day of my entire existence. I am so happy and proud of all the accomplishments she has made over the past year. She is walking, talking, cutting teeth, signing, and becoming more and more independent everyday. However, not a day goes by that I don’t think ‘I’m losing my little girl’. Now, I know there are a lot of moms of much older daughters out there who are thinking ‘Oh just you wait’, but I don’t even want to think about how sad I will be on her first day of school, her graduation, her wedding day!
Okay, okay, I’m getting ahead of myself. I am trying to embrace every moment. Even when shes a fuss-pants, I try and enjoy the moment. I tell her how proud I am of her daily. I want her to grow up and take pride in her accomplishments and I think praise is the best way to get her there. That’s how I live my life. Not that I want to be a proud person, but I want my family to be proud of me and the things I do for our little unit.
Man, 1st birthdays are deep!
So what, shes not an infant. That just means she will slowly start to take charge of her life. Shes feeding herself, that’s a start. She will even walk to the cupboard and pull out her crackers. Then she walks over to her high chair all the while saying ‘Cra-ca, Cra-ca. Cra-ca’. I love knowing what she wants. I’m not saying that alwaysknow what she wants (like that will ever happen), but I do like that we are finally getting some direction. On the other hand, I still love her little cuddles. She has even fallen asleep in my arms a few times in the last month (probablyhad a lot to do with her having the flu). Ill hold on to the ‘baby-ness’ for as long as I can, all the while embracing the little lady she is growing into. But in the end it doesnt matter how old she is or how independent she has become, she will always be my baby.