Every time we go through the one-year mark, I am amazed by how much I still have to learn about this stage (or every stage, for that matter). Is our house child-proof? I thought so, until two weeks ago when J-Bear started furniture walking. What foods can make her choke at this stage? Never mind my medical training. Can I possibly make it through the day with only ONE nap time, not two? How am I supposed to make it through daily Mass when my wiggleworm starts wriggling while I am still genuflecting?
I remember how, as a first time mom, I marveled at the mothers who seemed to have it all together with multiple children. If I ever give you that impression while we’re out and about, I assure you, its a ruse (albeit a well-intentioned one). These days, I take comfort in the value of my experience, while trying to enjoy the greenhorn feeling again.
So as I raised the celebratory single candle in honor of my daughter, I also raise it in salute to all of my fellow moms who have helped me through this stage before and will surely help me through it again.