Looking back on Diego's birth day

So my lil one will be one in a few weeks. Where has the time gone? It seems like just yesterday I was waddling around with my big ass belly. And in a few weeks I will remember when I went into labor and experienced the most beautiful moments of my life, birthing my first born. Now I barely have time for myself, but I don't mind. I had 25 years to myself. Now he's crawling around pulling on my leg, standing up all by himself. It may sound cliche but time does fly! It comes and it goes, allowing you little time to enjoy those precious moments. I'm grateful I've had the chance to be with my boy throughout his first year of life. I have seen it all, or shall I say Diego has seen it all. From trying to potty train him at 5 months to sticking red string on his forehead when he had the hiccups (hey they told me it worked!). This little guy has had to endure all of his mothers crazy antics. But I'm sure if he could speak he'd say he's enjoyed all those times just as much as I have. Except maybe the time I put ribbons and bows on his hair and imagined what my daughter would look like. From experiencing new emotions, to feeling new textures, I've been there. From trying new foods to trying sand at the playground, I've been there. And it only gets better and better.

Nevertheless, my big boy is turning one fast. Before you know it he'll be climbing great heights on mountain tops with his father, asking if I'd eat him if we were deserted and he was my only means of survival, (don't even ask! My husband is a survival freak). So for his beautiful celebration of his first year of life, we will take him to the wilderness and let him enjoy the outdoors, followed by a small blessing. Then we'll come home, open gifts and eat vegan cake=) And I'll end the night by staring at my little angel while he sleeps wondering where the time went, wishing he wouldn't grow anymore, remembering when he would suckle on my breast as a newborn, so gentle and clumsy. And I'll probably cry and get mushy, kiss him goodnight and dream happy dreams with him in my arms. The love a mother has for her child is nothing anything can compare to, its like falling in love over and over again...for the rest of your life.