I don't really know how it happened, but somehow, someway, my baby girl turned 1.
Her first year was a complete whirlwind and was gone in a blink. The problem with a whole houseful of children, is that it is very hard to just sit and cherish the little moments with the younger ones that I got to enjoy with the older ones.
It saddens me to know that sometimes the little ones have had to be put off for a few minutes so I can deal with an issue with the older ones. The older ones got what they needed, when they needed it and very rarely had to wait. I know, I know, it's not harming the littles and it is teaching them patience, but it still makes me sad to here them cry out for me and I can't be there immediately for them. I guess that is just the mommy in me.
Sorry, got off track there for a second. Back to the baby's birthday.
Like I was saying, my little princess has turned 1.
The 1st year is such a huge leap for development. Think about it. When a babe is born, they sleep, eat, and poop. As the days, weeks, and months progress, they learn to hold up their heads, bat at their toys, roll over, sit up, beg (oh wait that was the dog, sorry), crawl, stand, walk, and talk. They go from being a snuggly lump of baby goodness to being a walking, talking child in a matter of 12 months.
My little ToriBeth is walking. She has 5 teeth (OUCH!). She says hi and dadadadadadadada (nonstop). She can sign bunny, light, and more. She is a charmer and loves everybody.
I know she wasn't in our original plans for our family, but she is a blessing that we never knew we needed until she got here. She makes my heart smile.
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