... last night was the NCAA College Men's Finals. One year ago I watched that game from Labor and Delivery. I have been thinking a lot about my baby turning one and this is where I am today... "It's okay." I am so thankful and so proud of myself that during this last year I really have arranged my life to spend a lot of time with Dekker. I told myself often "he's only going to be six months once" etc, etc, and it really helped me keep perspective as I switched jobs, saw very few clients in a week, etc. I don't have many regrets and I think that is a great feeling to have.
Not to mention the fact that I just enjoy the heck out of him. There are things about the next year that I just can't wait for-- like words, and parks, and the pool, and food and no more formula. He is such a buddy to me, and I just can't wait to spend more time with him. I am also reminded that my goal as a parent is to help him grow up. What a shame if he never did. So it's sad, in a way, but so exciting in another way.
Perhaps the most significant part of this week is the way God has changed me. Being a mother has changed me, for the better, forever.