There has been so much good, and while it’s true that being a parent stretches you in ways you didn’t think were possible, the good is so good.
We had a fun party for J yesterday. She had her first bite of cake, got great gifts, and got to see family from far away, and I think I managed to absorb the actual moments, and be present.
Last night when I was putting her to bed, I told her how the next morning she would be one year old, and how happy I am to get to be her mama. I think she understood, because she woke up in the middle of the night and would not go back to sleep anywhere other than lying on my chest. As if to say, ‘it’s okay mama, don’t worry, I’m still your little baby for a while longer yet.’
Now for a little recipe...