Wednesday, 2 April 2014: One Year and One Day Old.
I can’t believe we have a one year old!
I think I was too busy yesterday to realise the significance of it all but today it hit me like a tonne of bricks.
A one year old.
Judging by how quickly the past twelve months have gone I can only imagine the next year will fly by even faster, then the one after will shoot past… and I can almost see the years tick over as Ayla gets older!
Our little family has so much to look forward to over the next twelve months; walking, talking, sleeping through the night (please, oh please!), learning to paint and draw, and making friends.
It amazes me just how many “firsts” Ayla still has to go through, and how the greatness of each milestone she achieves will so quickly be overshadowed by another.
I love watching my baby girl grow and develop, but at the same time I revel in her newness and dread the day it will be gone.
But for now, every new day seems like a new chapter in the best book I’ve ever read; I can’t put it down, I can’t wait to find out what happens next and I never want to finish it.
Here’s the video of Ayla playing the miniature grand piano Hubby and I gave her for her first birthday!
She loves it! Maybe we have a prodigy in the making?
Or maybe Hubby and I will just have a strange ringing sound in our ears for for ever more!
Tuesday, 1 April 2014: One Year Old.
I think Ayla’s had a pretty good first birthday!
We got up late and had a big breaky, then headed to a kids play gym for a catch up with some of Ayla’s little friends.
Ayla had a ball in the “big kids” section, and she even had her first ride in a coin operated machine!
After a big nap at home it was off to day care for a few hours in the afternoon where the day care mums made a big fuss.
One of the best parts of the day was when Daddy came home from work and we all relaxed in the pool and shared stories of our day.
Just before dinner it was time for presents and my gosh were there lots!
From a trike to a peg-puzzle, from an artwork for her wall to some gorgeous clothes and more, Ayla was rolling in gifts.
Hubby and I gave Ayla a miniature grand piano and the look on her face when she worked out how to play it was absolutely priceless!
Ayla banged away on the piano keys like a mini maestro for ages, and a no matter how many times we tried to distract her within seconds she was back to play some more.
Ayla’s first birthday ended, of course, with a birthday cake complete with a “1” candle, a happy birthday song and lots of kisses.
Monday, 31 March 2014: Fifty Two Weeks Old.
It’s hard to believe that this time last year I was in hospital, pacing up and down my room in the birthing ward trying to control my contractions.
Tonight, I sit with my daughter in her room while she feeds like a champ and drifts off into dreamland for the last time in her infancy.
Tomorrow Ayla will be one year old.
So much has happened in the past year that its hard to remember life before Ayla.
But at the same time it’s been the fastest twelve months of my life.
There is absolutely no way I could go back and explain to “in labour” me what to expect when 4.03am comes around and I get to hold my Baby Ayla for the first time.
There’s also no words to explain the days, weeks and months that follow because it is simply, and beautifully, a live-it-yourself experience.
I am so happy and proud that Ayla is turning one, partly because its a celebration of her life to date and partly because its only the first of so many wonderful, enriching, challenging, beautiful, enlightening and precious years to come.