Oh my garage, people. My preshus baybee is going to be one on Sunday.
O.N.E.!
Looking forward always seems so far away. But looking back, was like yesterday. (Except I can't remember what I wore yesterday. But you know what I mean.)
This time last year, I'd had a false alarm and worked from home most of the week. The one day I did make it to work, we had a company wide meeting and I received my one-year award. I waddled up to the stage - wearing HEELS - and accepted my award wondering if people thought I looked really big. (guess what, I did.)
I look back at photos and it all seems completely foreign to me. I can't seem to remember what being pregnant was like, the day our lives changed (well, the second day. The first day was finding out I was knocked up.), and holding a very tiny baby Jules.
Now, he demands his own meals, sits at the adult table, and pretty soon he'll be auditioning for Regiment.
Friday, June 11, 2010
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2 comments:
I wish I could be there for that beebee's first birthday. Too cute! Have fun!
You know kids always rebel. He'll go for Cavs or something just to spite you. Happy birthday Jules!
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