Lincolns birthday was something I had avoided planning.
I wanted to
pretend that he wasn't almost one.
He wasn't walking.
He wasn't
feeding himself.
He wasn't down to nursing only a few times a day.
He
was my baby.
Not just "my baby" but he was actually a baby.
As
the days came closer and I started to look through his baby pictures I
bawled. Like, really.
From day one, little Linc and I have had a
really strong bond.
He actually creates that bond with almost anyone he meets.
He is cuddly, sweet, loving, funny, smart and
everything else that is good.
In my mind, growing up meant change.
Growing up meant letting go. And I DIDN'T want to. I wanted to freeze
the stage he was in and continue to enjoy every second of it.
Have I mentioned I don't like change?
The
day of Linc's birthday came and thankfully my anxiety was gone. I realized a # would not change who he was and that I wanted to soak up every second and every memory.
I was
ready to celebrate the best one year old around. I was ready to praise
this stage, thank God for giving me more time with him AND PARTAY!
He woke up happy. Proud of himself for being born :) And literally played every second of the day.
We
are so lucky to have Lincoln. We couldn't imagine a better addition to
our family. Only he, could make our family feel complete. We love you
Lincoln James! Happy happy Birthday!
