Today our son is one year old. Just about 1 year and 15 minutes ago (born at 9:15 am) Nikki and I met our little bundle of joy. He was perfect. We still think he is. Nikki has written more about his milestones and day-to-day activities, so check her blog out if you want to know about that. I just wanted to write a little about how my life has changed in this first year. Above all, he has the power to make everything else seem so trivial. Have a bad day? I just pick him up and get a smile and then it’s a much better day (Nikki, that’s not to say you don’t cheer me up too, you do).
At first, knowing that we alone were providing for him was scary. I was pretty nervous-I had no idea what I was doing. But, I found that it really didn’t matter. You learn because you have to, it’s not a choice. Too tired to take care of him? Apparently not, we always managed to muster enough strength between the two of us to keep going. And looking back, we must have done alright… he’s just such a happy baby. I feel very blessed. I feel almost guilty because we’ve heard of difficult babies, and that just never was Sam. We’re planning to ride this roller coaster again, so maybe we’ll get that, but I now know we’ll do just fine.
One year old seemed so far off, even just a month or a few weeks ago. This morning we went out for breakfast, he still doesn’t seem like a one-year-old. He’s the same Sam we’ve loved all along. Of course, when I see him pulling up with ease and eating chicken nuggets, I do wonder how we got here so quickly! Now that we’re at one year, I’ll just go ahead and say that two years old sounds insane. He’ll be talking and running around, he’ll look different, he’ll probably be excited about his birthday. What will this next year hold in store? Let’s find out!