A friend of ours is having a baby soon and it’s got me thinking about those first moments, days, weeks…there’s nothing like it, is there? I’m pretty certain I won’t be experiencing that newborn amazingness (and exhaustion, who am i kidding?) again but that doesn’t make me less baby-crazy!
Reaching the first year milestone is a BIG one, and I think every parent would agree. I describe it like a deep breath. We made it, we survived (mostly) unscathed, and we’re left with the confidence that “ok, we can do this.” The joke that the first birthday party is for the parents isn’t too far from reality. We deserve the celebration as much as anyone, am I right?
Since we’re heading out of town for Layla’s actual birthday and the weekend immediately following, we decided to do an early celebration in San Diego and invite some close friends. Because the party fell almost two weeks before Layla’s actual birthday, I’ve had more time to wrap my head around the fact that she’s ACTUALLY turning one. I can’t tell you how hard it is for me to believe!
I’m not sure why fully committing to a baby name is so difficult for me – is it this way for everyone?! I know I tend to be indecisive but even once we’ve decided on a name, I still find it hard to declare her name to the world or do anything “official” like decorate her room with her initials. It’s just so final, before things are final, you know?