Mixed thoughts raced up and down my mind as my little girl turned one on Monday, April 11. Where had the time gone? Trite as it may sound, it felt like yesterday that we had first held her into our arms. The countless hours we had spent trying to rock her to sleep or carrying her with us in the Snuggle Bug wrap had already become a nostalgic memory.
A year has flown by but somewhere in that flight Maria changed from a floppy newborn baby into a funny little girl who chatters along, claps her hands, crawls, cruises along, and is able to do so much more than the day we first met her.
We spent Maria’s actual birthday with only my parents around, who had just arrived to New Zealand the day before. A Russian friend of mine and her just-turned-one little boy passed by for tea and cake as well, but the big celebration of Maria’s first birthday took place six days later.
Even so, Maria got spoiled with presents from Opa and Oma, aunties, friends of mine, friends of my parents – even a client at my mom’s work bought her a cute denim dress.
The Sunday after we had a bigger celebration for Maria’s friends and their mothers, as well as some other family friends. Needless to say, Maria got even more presents that day. While initially, she felt a bit overwhelmed by all the attention she got, she seemed to enjoy the party, especially when she discovered the table with food! Nachos, capsicum, crackers, pineapple, grapes – she couldn’t stop eating and it won’t surprise me if she appears on most photos with her mouth full! She should probably not be eating all that salty stuff, I thought, but then I realized she was a big girl now and allowed to eat everything (albeit with moderation).
Despite having had a good, nearly two-hour nap, that evening Maria was exhausted, and so were we. But I think her first birthday was a success and a memory that will last – at least for us it will.