ChooChoo is one today! Yay!!! It’s been a roller coaster ride since Feb 22nd, 2010.
I can remember that day. He came out at 5.00pm after I had been in labour since 11.00pm the night before. Yeah, this labour thing is not really well defined. I had started contracting at 11p.m and it slowly became worse till about 9a.m the next morning when I was confined. And we huffed and puffed our way through till 5.00pm.
Of course, you know that process that I’ve just abridged into three sentences was not a funny something. But, we thank the Lord, we are here today.
This child has been different in many ways. He chose of his own free will to stop breast feeding at 3 months, began eating cereals and solids at 4 months, and as at today chews chicken like a boss, eats pounded yam, Golden morn and Quaker oats with the voraciousness of a three year old.
This past one year, since he stopped sleeping in a bassinet at 4 months, we have never slept apart save one night when he went to the in laws.
During this year, since I had him, I have begun writing, prepared the groundwork for my business, started my post graduate and generally grown up. I have also cried a lot, been depressed a lot but I think I have become a WOMAN since having him. Refer to post HERE
Some people may think, "Why is this girl so excited about this her baby, what's so special about him sef?!
My answer is , "the extent to which you celebrate and value what is in your life, the more bigger than life it becomes! So, this child that seems like , duh, there are millions being born everyday, so kini big deal, me, I think he is very special and different from them all *shrugs shoulders and says sue me*
Today has been going well, btw, my sisters went to the day care to mark the birthday with a yummy cake from Cakes and creams and some drinks ( Their cake is heavenly ) They took pictures and all but I heard Choo was banging his head on the ground and refusing to stand still; he did remember though to smear the cake all over his face..
We are having the main bash on Saturday and I didn’t want to do anything big, but I’m already thinking along the lines of Bouncy castle....God help me!
I love my life. I love my son! I love my Lord and I’m grateful for today for keeping my Juvenile muse and friend.