Today Denver is two years old. I think the most common piece of advice that I'm given by moms is to enjoy every minute, because you'll blink your eyes and he'll be grown.
Let me tell you, Denver's first year of life didn't really "fly by" at all. In fact, it seemed to drag a bit. I might even call it the longest year of my life.
Time flies when you're....eh... nursing all night long?
Well not for me. Having a baby was very difficult for me, and the year was a long one.
However, I feel like I'm finally starting to understand what all those moms were talking about. Because now, as I prepare for Denver's little two-year birthday party, it feels like it was about one or two months ago that I did all this for his one-year birthday party.
If his first year was the longest year of my life, this last year has definitely been the quickest. Maybe I'm more cut out for toddler-hood. Maybe I've just grown as a mother.
Either way, the time is really flying by. If the next few years go as quickly as this one did, he really will be grown in a blink.
So I guess I better stop writing now, and go enjoy every moment.