The first birthday came and it went just as swiftly as it rode in. And we survived. There were no mommy tears, no grand moment of change, just a happy-lovely-kiss-the-cuteness-out-of-your-cheeks day.
Hayden had his first pancake with blueberries, because what's a birthday breakfast without a pancake? Every morsel of that pancake was pure bliss to this kid. As a matter of fact, there was a small birthday pout when it was gone. But hey, it's his birthday and he could cry if he wanted to.
And when pancakes were said and done, we had a Mommy-Daddy-baby play date on the floor. I had no idea I could have that much fun with a one year old until I watched my baby log roll all around the room for an hour straight. Laughing. Squealing. Loving being one. All I could think was "I'm so so lucky."
It wasn't a big celebration like we had at his party, but it was our little family enjoying each other and a day of pure joy.
So here we are at 1 year and 1 day. And life as I know it continues. With a one year old. It may seems mundane, but it's a good day. One year behind us.
So even on the most routine of days remember...Enjoy your cake in life. And eat it too.
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