Where's my baby?

It's crazy. My little girl will be one tomorrow. I just don't know where the year has gone. I can still remember the oh so joyous, and yet oh so miserable days of pregnancy with her. I can remember her kicking me from the inside. The heartburn, the tiredness, the glow, the excitement of the anticipation, and the giant tumor that was growing as my abdomen. Then one day at a routine 38 week checkup, the nurse tells me that I needed to head straight to the hospital, do not pass go, and do not collect my $200. Funny because she looked at me and my then 4 year old son who was along for the appointment with me, and said, " Who will be driving you the hospital?" What??? well since he didn't have a license, it was all me.

Long story short, 7cm when I arrived, no labor pains, no meds of any kind needed, a couple of hours to wait to be fully dilated, and it was go time. My little girl proved then, she wouldn't be just a princess, she was also a warrior. She pushed her self out, and in just one contraction, and a couple of pushes she basically birthed herself. It was pretty awesome, and all in all pretty painless considering I was giving birth.

Well since then she has amazed me every step of the way. She's a pint size powerhouse. She was holing her head up at a couple of weeks, and by a month was able to hold up her body weight on her legs. At 3 months she was sitting up and rolling over. 5 months crawling, 6 months standing up, and 7 months taking her first steps. Now she'll be 1 tomorrow and she's running, signing, and playing in the toilet. What's not to love.

So tomorrow is the big day. My baby is toddling out of babyhood. Where has my baby gone? Where is she going? Who will she become? Well I guess I can hold off on all the big life questions for now. She's only turning 1. I guess I will try to focus instead on potty training, getting her off the bottle, and maybe even getting her to sleep through the night.