Ok, by "soon" I mean in less than a month. He turned 11 months this past Tuesday. Over the course of this week, I have bought cake mix and cake decorating items and ordered the birthday invites. It's hard to believe that it's already been a year.
12 months ago I was a huge, miserably uncomfortable pregnant woman. Now? Now I have an adorable, red-headed, cuddly mess of a child running my home (very nearly literally). My life revolves around him and I wouldn't change a thing. In fact, I'm fighting to not change it. We'll see how that works out.
I've gone back an forth about having a big party, or not. Should we have a theme? Should we just do something low-key with family? It's not like Connor will remember this day, right? But I will, and my hubby will and it is a day to commemorate. It's the day we went from a married couple to a family. The day we stopped being just two people, to three people bonded together forever. It's the day I officially became a mom, without a doubt or question. It's the day my husband became a full-fledged dad. It's the anniversary of the biggest change in our lives. Ever.
So, yeah, we're celebrating. We'll have a party. Spend way too much money on too much food and end up eating leftovers for a week. We'll have tons of people in our house. We'll feel so much stress and love and an overwhelming sense of "hell freaking yeah! We made it through the first year!"
Yeah. We're partying.
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