Harry's First Birthday!
So on June 9th, Harry celebrated his first birthday! Yay Harry! Yay Us! :-) Much excitement for all involved. We held a party at the house and we had about 20 adults and 4 babies come to celebrate. It was a lovely day. The food was good, the company even better and laughter filled the house, which was wonderful. We did a good job planning and making the food this time since it was mostly done by the time everyone arrived, which allowed us to enjoy the party more. (A good thing since there is a certain level of chaos that develops around a party involving babies/children.) The weather was lovely and I think a good time was had by all. Harry carried himself with aplomb. There was always the concern that he would be freaked out by all of the people and cry. But he didn't. In fact, none of the babies cried. They all seemed to have a good time. Everyone was extremely generous and the table where we set out his gifts was full even before everyone arrived. (I promise, thank you notes will be forthcoming this time. :-) ) Harry was very excited - particularly by the tissue paper. :-) So all round it was a great day.
It was interesting to reflect on his birthday from the perspective of a parent and mother. A year ago on that day I was in labor and giving birth to this little person. As I get older, birthdays have lost a bit of their wonder and significance. They start to become a bit like any other day. With the stress on "older" one starts to reflect on the passing of time rather than the wonder of the day. As a mother, however, I realize that Harry's birthday will never just be "another day" to me. Birth was such an incredible experience for us. It was filled with wonder and awe and the amazing moment of being handed this little squirmy thing who had been inside of me. There are few words that are adequate to describe that feeling. It brings tears to my eyes now just thinking about it. Yes, from that moment on our lives were never the same. And yes, there have been sacrifices. But ultimately, Harry brings so many riches into our lives that those "sacrifices" cease to hold any meaning. Every day he is this tangible representation of life with a capital "L" and the importance of living in the moment. Little did I realize just how much my heart expanded on the day he was born - on his birthday - to accept him and to have an ever expanding capacity to love and cherish.
It was interesting to reflect on his birthday from the perspective of a parent and mother. A year ago on that day I was in labor and giving birth to this little person. As I get older, birthdays have lost a bit of their wonder and significance. They start to become a bit like any other day. With the stress on "older" one starts to reflect on the passing of time rather than the wonder of the day. As a mother, however, I realize that Harry's birthday will never just be "another day" to me. Birth was such an incredible experience for us. It was filled with wonder and awe and the amazing moment of being handed this little squirmy thing who had been inside of me. There are few words that are adequate to describe that feeling. It brings tears to my eyes now just thinking about it. Yes, from that moment on our lives were never the same. And yes, there have been sacrifices. But ultimately, Harry brings so many riches into our lives that those "sacrifices" cease to hold any meaning. Every day he is this tangible representation of life with a capital "L" and the importance of living in the moment. Little did I realize just how much my heart expanded on the day he was born - on his birthday - to accept him and to have an ever expanding capacity to love and cherish.
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