Holy smokes! It’s been 1 year, 365 days since I became a mom! It’s kind of amazing if you think about it. One second you’re just a pregnant person getting sliced open and the next you’re a mom.
Of all of my credentials, and I have a few, the title of mom is my favorite. To ask me a year ago when I saw Graham, held up above the drape that blocked my insides from view, for the first time where this past year would look like would have been challenging to answer. Being a mom is the best, hardest, fun, tiring, difficult, rewarding, exciting thing ever. Every day is a new adventure.
I know my parents always said time goes so fast, you’ll understand some day. The saying does go something similar to that the nights are long but the days are short. Well I’m sure I don’t understand fully but I’ve learned that time can stand still and speed up at what feels like the same time. It’s a feeling that’s difficult to describe but one I’m sure others understand too. You want to know how your child will be but what them to stay little forever.
From lip ties, cranial helmets, shots, hand, foot and mouth disease, pink eye and colds you’ve had a rough year. We’ve had loss and sadness and yet Graham brought smiles to the faces of many just when we needed it most.
Graham, you have the greatest smile, the silliest laugh, the strangest noises that make you who you are. You are a friend that tries to comfort the sad friends by head hugging. You never cease to amaze me with what you’ll do next. Though I will never understand your love of eating socks, even if they are on our feet.
May you start each day with your infectious smile and laugh. May you be kind to others and a friend to those who need them most. May you continue to let us make mistakes as we continue to navigate parenthood.
Here’s to turning 1 Munch and being such a happy camper! I love you 🥰!