Happy Happy Birthday Baby
My baby girl is one year old today. I thought about waking her at 12:29 a.m. to remind her that that was the exact time she arrived but then decided not to. Actually, I was sound asleep and would never do that unless I was feeling very ornery and she was atleast 16.
I was never what you consider a “baby” person. I really didn’t ever desire to have children of my own and actually never desired to hold a baby if I saw one, even relatives. I would look at them in their mama’s arms and think, “yep, it’s a baby.”
My mom always told me that it would be different when I had my own. That they just grab on to you and don’t let go. Your mother juices would kick in and you’d know what to do instantly, just like when you take care of a puppy, kitten, lamb, or foal. I wasn’t too sure about that though. I’d raised lots of baby animals and always felt that mothering instinct with them, just never felt it for a fat, bald, drooling, human baby.
Being pretty much a tomboy I also thought that God would give me a boy. He had to. He knew it was best too, afterall.
Yeah, he did know best. My baby GIRL was never really fat, never bald a day in her life, never really drooled like I’ve seen babies drool, and yep, she’s a girl.
The first six months were like six years, these last six months have been like just a few days. I cannot believe how this little person has weasled her way in to my heart and life and now really cannot imagine life without her. When she was around a month old people would ask if I couldn’t imagine life without her and I thought, “Oh yeah, that wasn’t too long ago when I could run out for anything and go riding all day and do anything I wanted.”
I would still like to be able to go riding all day but don’t ache for it like I used to. A child has a way of taking all your selfishness and throwing it out the window. That is something I would highly recommend to those who might want a baby but are nervous of the freedom loss. Yeah, you lose it but it is worth it in every way. And when your baby hits about a year old, and there’s someone you can trust, you can always hire them to watch her for a few hours while you go riding or visit with friends.
I really wouldn’t trade this motherhood thing for anything in the world now that I’ve arrived. I was stubborn, selfish, foolish, and thought I knew what I wanted. Thank the good Lord above, He knew better.
Happy Birthday to My Baby, Annie. Mama loves you all the way around the world and back again.