Today, my daughter is 365 days old, yet she is not yet 1-year-old. Yep, this year leap year worked in this mama’s favor because I got an entire extra day to soak in my daughter’s “infancy” before officially being categorized as a toddler. Plus the analytical side of me wonders how many kids get to say that even after 365 days of life- they still weren’t quite 1-year-old!
March 28th of 2011, was crazy for me. It was my last day of work before my “bonding” leave (I feel weird terming it maternity leave), and it was a Monday. It was A’s first day in his new office across town, and we had just celebrated the wedding of our dear friends Ben and Julie the night before. We had a nice dinner with Sam* and Z that night to present her with her birth mother gifts from A & I, and we spent our last evening in our home as just Jenn & A T. It was the last night that our guest room remained a guest room before belonging to a person. It was the last opportunity we had for a quiet, full nights sleep.
I didn’t sleep a wink.
Before bed, I updated my Facebook status to my (mostly) unsuspecting friends to say the following:
“Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight.” Proverbs 3:5-6
No truer words have ever been spoken my friends.
Tomorrow, we will celebrate our daughters 366th day of life, otherwise known as her first birthday.