When I say the word “procrastination” I actually say it like I’m singing the old Rod Stewart song “Infatuation.” Anyone else? I can’t help myself.
Anyway. I’m not usually such a big procrastinator. But when it comes to planning Hayes’s first birthday party, I have put the brakes on in a major way. When I think about his party, my stomach gets in knots and I start to feel panicky.
It’s not because the planning part is a chore for me. I love planning parties- especially parties for my family! I actually have most of this party planned out already.
This is a completely different feeling than I had with Hudson. But I am in complete denial that my baby is turning one. I’m full out resisting the inevitable here. In less than a month, he will turn one, and I don’t like it one bit.
Hayes is my bitty baby. He buries his head in my shoulder and loves being held. He loves to sit in my lap. He’s not a wild toddler yet. When I close my eyes, I still think that he’s two months old and sleeping all day. It is just impossible that an entire year has gone by.
from August 2011
I’m supposed to stop giving him bottles soon. He’s supposed to eat table food. He needs to wear shoes on a regular basis. The old ladies at church won’t excuse me for having him sock-footed when he turns a year old. (We own shoes for Hayes, but he doesn’t keep them on his feet, so he just wears socks most of the time.)
I’m just not ready for this day to come. I’m not ready for him to grow up.
I’m thankful that Hayes was slower to reach milestones because he really stayed a baby for longer. I’ve definitely done my part in making sure I didn’t make him grow up too quickly, but his first year has been one of the best of my life. I love that sweet little love bug so much that my heart aches when I think about him.
Can y’all remember when I was so stressed about bringing another baby into our lives because I just couldn’t fathom how my heart could accommodate anyone else? Hudson filled up so much of it! I was so, dead wrong. So, so wrong to stress over that. I love Hayes in the same exact way as I love Hudson, but also in a completely different way. How is that possible?
I just don’t want him to grow up. But he’s going to. And we’re going to have a big fiesta with lots of family and friends on May 5 to celebrate his first year and the people that loved on him in that year.













