The past twelve months has been an amazing hodge podge. On the one hand it seems impossible that it was only a year ago a tiny wrinkled creature emerged into the world via a birthing pool. On the other, it feels like years ago and I can't imagine what life was life beforehand. It's amazing how much a child develops in their first year - going from a tiny, helpless little prune to a little person, who is trying to walk and talk and has a sense of humour.
Looking back to a year ago, I would never have imagined that at this point I would have a little person in my life who is so developed - trying to put his own socks on and knocking my hand away when I try to help, shouting "baaa" (bye) and waving at people as we get off the bus and doing things on purpose that he knows make us laugh. Babies really are amazing. It is astonishing to think how much he will have come along by this time next year when he turns two.
I remember people telling me to make the most of it, as they grow and develop so fast - but I never thought for a moment that it would be this fast. A family friend told us before Bobby was born that you should take photos and video of your child as often as you can, as they do not hang around in each stage of their development for long. My little baby is now a little person who is fiercely independent, strong willed and full of endless energy. He loves his cuddly cat and takes it everywhere with him (the cat from Kiki's delivery Service), is fascinated by the Twirliwoos and has an infectious chuckle.
I understand what people mean when they say that their child will always be their little baby. No matter how big he grows, he will always be that tiny bundle that he was only a year ago and I would do anything to keep him from harm. So as my baby turns one tomorrow, I will be reflecting on how different my life is now that I am a parent and how I would not have it any other way.