This week has been the first week of Valeria's life as a 1 year old. Not as an 11 month old, 5 month old or a 3 month old BUT a 1 year old. Never understood the obsessiveness of mentioning months before I actually had a kid myself. But SO MUCH HAPPENS during the first year in their development so it DOES make a huge difference in regards to how many months they are.
They go from "vegetable state" which means just lying there sleeping and eating, to "hamster state" where they're starting to move arms and legs with no control what so ever, to "small person" state when they are much more aware of what's going on and have more control over their body.
Instead of saying she's 0 years old I've definitely been telling people she's 3 months and 2 weeks old or she's 6 months and 25 days old. You get my point...
For some reason I realized during this week that having celebrated her first birthday feels like a milestone in our family. We made it kind of feeling! And we came out on the other side. I haven't thought about it as being hard but now it truly feels like an accomplishment.
Anyone else feel the same?