This past Sunday, Father’s Day, was Nora’s first birthday. It seems a little crazy just to be typing those words. Shane and I sat next to each other last night as we gave Nora a bath and marveled at one another- we have a one year old! Of course, about a year ago we did the same thing, whispering to each other over the head of our sleeping newborn- we have a daughter! I’m not sure every birthday will feel this special to me so for now I’m just savoring it.
This last year has seemed significantly longer than any other in my life. I know that for a lot of parents, the time just flies by, and some moments did feel that way. However, those first three (okay, four) months felt as if they dragged on for years. It was a rough period of time, one in which we got to know intimately the ways in which Nora liked (or didn’t like) to be bounced, swayed, rocked and jostled. It was exhausting, it was overwhelming, and it was life changing. I’m sure it is for all new parents.
Now, although definitely not experts, we finally feel at home with this parenting thing and amazingly enough it only took a year.