Life with a one year old is crazy, busy, challenging, and SO MUCH FUN. Like I’ve said every time before, each new age is more fun than the last. When Briar turned one, I thought the baby stage was officially over, but as it turns out, she is still my little one.
I feel incredibly lucky that Briar has an amazing palette and a huge appetite for food. It’s so nice to only have to make a single meal and be able to share it with her. The only food she is mildly hesitant about eating is hummus, but I have faith that in due time, she will see the light ;) She’s also still nursing a few times a day, which, to be honest, I have mixed feelings about. From the beginning, my goal was to nurse her for a full year, but that twelve months came and went and she has shown zero interest in stopping! Selfishly, I would love to put an end to breastfeeding so I can have my body all to myself before the next baby comes along. However, nursing is still her ultimate source of comfort and I would hate to take that away from her. We will see how it goes…
A few weeks ago, we decided to ditch the crib and put her mattress on the floor in hopes that it would lessen our sleeping woes. I’m happy to report that she LOVES having her bed on the ground and all the independence that it entails, but it still hasn’t stopped her from waking up at least once (sometimes twice) a night. SIGH. Getting Briar to sleep consistently has been our biggest battle since the beginning, but I’m hoping she will come around one of these days. In the meantime, we will continue to keep her routine as structured as possible and most importantly, try to keep our patience. Two steps forward, one step back, right?
One of the most exciting developments over the past couple of months has been her blossoming sense of humor! She giggles all the time and it never fails to make me giggle right along with her! I remember the first time I heard her laugh (I think she was around three months?) and it stopped me dead in my tracks. It was one of those life-changing moments where I was overcome with love for the tiny little person I created. Now she giggles over everything — slurping sounds, dogs licking her face, being spun around — and it continues to be music to my ears.
The other amazing development that has started to take shape is her greater understanding and application of the world around her. For example, she gives kisses on command, she loves to clean her high chair tray when I hand her a paper towel and say “wipe your tray,” she can find and retrieve items when I ask her to get them (“where’s your water cup?”), and she knows people by name. It’s incredible to watch things start to click in her mind! Briar is also a huge fan of books (Brown Bear is her favorite), walking / running everywhere, and playing with anything that isn’t a toy (Tupperware, measuring cups, shoes, etc). Basically, she is pure sunshine in a twenty-two pound body.
Being Briar’s mom is so hard yet so wonderful…I can’t stress that contradiction enough! She works me like a dog, but I’m just so in love with her that it makes even the hardest of days feel completely worthwhile. I often think back to that moment when I opened the envelope and found out I would be having a girl. I had all these visions of what my daughter would look like and be like and I’m happy to report that she has exceeded every single one of my wildest expectations.
Ugh, this girl kills me in the best way possible. I’m putty in her hands.
Purple bow dress from Target.