Today is the day. I have been blessed with my boy for a whole year. 365 days. It has without a doubt been the best year of our lives. One year ago I remember going for my weekly OB visit thinking, “Wouldn’t it be great if my baby decided to come on Valentine’s day?” My doctor quickly made that somewhat of a reality when he told me that my blood pressure was so high that I would need to go deliver right away.
I was prepared to labor for a day since I was being induced with no progress whatsoever. I was ready to have my Valentine’s Day baby. That all changed when I was rushed to the OR for an emergency C-section due to complications. And there he was, not a Valentine baby, but instead a February 13th baby. What a crazy day!
To me, it was so special to have him in the Valentine “season.” He is my sweetheart. I remember so clearly our first night in the hospital after we had him. He had to be taken to the nursery to have some tests done and also so I could get a little sleep. I remember waking up to him being right back at my bedside with the cutest little Valentine to me and my husband from our brand new little boy. That is probably one of my sweetest memories.
This first birthday is such a bittersweet day. I’m so happy that we have reached yet another milestone in my baby’s life. I’m also sad because this means that his time as a baby has gone and he is officially a toddler. Parenthood is such a rollercoaster of emotions. For now, I will soak every single emotion this day brings. I want to make this day so special for him. My sweet Valentine.