I survived an entire year as a father and lived to tell the tale!
The celebration of my daughter’s first birthday felt as it was almost more about my wife and I than it was about the actual baby.
It’s funny how I anticipated and got excited over the completion of those opening 365 days of child-raising. That’s like 10,000 diapers or something.
But there’s something about getting through an official year and hitting that milestone that forces us into a bit of reflection. It feels like this awesome achievement I’ve just unlocked.
Sure, I proved to myself that I can actually do this without breaking a baby for an entire year – an accomplishment in and of itself, but it’s really just the tip of the iceberg called parenthood.
As a first time parent, this is the perfect time to step back and reflect and pat myself on the back (and of course my wife) that I helped raise a little person into a one year old. It allows for the opportunity to look within to see how I’ve changed as a person while managing to raise an actual little person.
Either way, as the first year comes to a close, it’s fun to look back and reflect over just how much that appreciation for my daughter grew into the unconditional love that it is today.