Today is Emma’s first birthday. I can’t believe it. It’s been quite a journey, that’s for sure. A wonderful, emotional, joy-filled rollercoaster. I’ve been scared to death (whoever made up the term “died a thousand deaths” had children). I’ve felt that I was going crazy from lack of sleep. I’ve spent countless hours blogging the journey and hounding Google, looking for information that would make raising this demanding little baby easier. Ha! If anything it almost complicates it. Mom blogs saved me – hearing it from another mom’s mouth, that I’m normal, was the best medicine. It’s all been worth it!
Two years ago, before Emma, I had a quiet life with my husband and a clean house. Okay, I’ve never kept a perfectly clean house (clean but not always uncluttered), but in comparison… it was clean. Now there are cheddar cheese goldfish on the kitchen floor. Toys in the living room. A crib in the nursery slash computer room. Everywhere you look you see evidence of a baby living here, and I LOVE IT. I don’t know how I lived such a boring life before Emma was born! ;-)
So for those of you who weren’t here following Emma’s journey from newborn to one-year-old:
Emma was born with her daddy’s red hair and had blue eyes from… well, we don’t really know where, but my grandma has blue eyes. :-) But nobody in the family has blue eyes and red hair! Her eyes are changing somewhat but they’re still blue without a doubt.
On the day she was born – or rather night since my water broke at about 10 p.m. right after I got into bed – we had to drive one hour to get to the hospital. I worried the entire time, contractions steady, that I would go into labor en route. Thank you, Lord, I didn’t! We made it there and it actually took me at least 10 more hours before Emma was born.
I had plans. So many plans. I brought one of those birthing balls to bounce on because I had heard it helped with the contractions. I planned to sit in the big jacuzzi tub they had. I didn’t want pain meds right away, I wanted to see how it went. But as soon as I got there and sat on the bed, I knew there would be no way I could sit through those contractions for hours and hours. I thankfully accepted an epidural, and felt no guilt. lol
Emma was born and the adventure began!
And now… now she’s one year old.
We celebrated her birthday party last Saturday – it was a blast! Another wonderful thing about having kids is the magic on holidays and birthdays is back. :-)
And now I know you’re dying to see some photos so without further ado…
Cupcake time! Eating in front of the birthday girl – how rude!
This was her expression while everyone was singing happy birthday to her – it was SO funny! She was totally embarrassed!
Then she proceeded to eat her cupcake like a little lady – she ignored the cake part entirely and took licks of frosting from her fingers.
Sorry this post was so pic-heavy! I love photos, though. I can’t help it. :-) And this is a special occassion I wanted to share with you all!
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