Today’s post is really special as it comes one day before Mario’s birthday. But also because it is a really nice reflection on everything that goes into year number one. My friend and coworker Raphaelle
wrote this when her first son Baptiste was turning one.
And what a year.
I learned how to make a human.
Feed a baby.
Pump my milk and store it.
Be entertaining while being grumpy.
Go for a walk while craving sleep.
Keep my friends.
Make new friends.
Take awesome pictures.
Camp with a baby.
Nap at anytime of the day.
Give myself away.
Find myself back.
Cuddle like I never cuddled before.
Cry for happiness I never knew existed before.
Changed like I never did before.
Learned how to love my big body.
My thin body.
My huge boobs.
My deflated boobs.
How to take a shower in two minutes.
How important make-up is.
How to make love after delivering a baby.
How to stay connected to my husband.
How to disconnect from the world.
I learned how to stay humble and make concessions.
I learned how to teach, how to listen, how to admire, observe and appreciate like I never did before.
I learned how to share, wait, look.
How to take care of someone every single minute of their life because they are so dependent on you.
I learned how similar babies are with old people and how important they all are in our lives.
I learned how to communicate better.
How to let go.
How to fight for what I wanted.
How to prioritize.
And how to take care of myself in order to take better care of others.
I do not think I could have ever learned more in one year. This was the best year of my life. I love you so much Baptiste. Happy, happy birthday my baby. You are my sun, my soul, my life.
Thank you for sharing Raph! This is a very sweet reminder of everything that takes place in year one and the growth that takes place for parents and children alike.