My baby is officially one! I still don't think it's really hit me that I now have a toddler. I could go on and on about how it happens so fast and time flies... But I'm sick of hearing it so I'm sure you are too.
I want to take a moment to reflect on this past year. It was quite honestly one of the hardest years I've ever had but also one of the absolute best!!
Having a baby turns your life upside down and is a major life adjustment (obviously). It tests your patience, your stamina, your mental and physical health. It can even threaten your ability to keep your eyes open. But with all of that being said, I can't imagine not sharing each and every day with this little man. My husband and I joke that everyone thinks your little man is sooo cute and always such a happy dude! He definitely is but he can also be extremely difficult at times. He started life out with a bit of colic and has since mastered the whiny cry that I hear in my sleep. I think its important that people know he isn't perfect. No kid is. Sometimes I see pictures of other babies on social media and think to myself - what an angel. But then I take a step back and realize if you looked at my posts you might think the same thing about Pearson. Don't get me wrong, he is absolutely my angel but at the end of the day he is a baby - I mean Toddler - and can throw a tantrum like the rest of them.
Ok, now that I've lifted the veil on my adorable pictures I want to bring it back down. Pearson Joe is pretty much perfect. He smiles at me and my heart bursts. He actually smiles at everyone until he manages to get a smile out of them. He commands attention and takes it upon himself to make sure you are having a good time -- just like his dad. He has an amazing imagination and is extremely smart -- just like his mom. Ha! He also might be the most handsome boy I've ever laid eyes on. Ok, so I might be biased but you can't deny his beauty.
Every morning we bring PJ into bed and he gives me the biggest smile followed by a million "snuggles". He literally throws the weight of his head into my body over and over again. I'm actually surprised he hasn't broken my nose yet! He really only does this with me. As much as it may be a little rough at times I secretly love that he saves this affection for me. He is a mama's boy and that's how it should be. Now if only being a mama's boy meant he was always on his best behavior for me.... sadly it's the complete opposite.
I originally didn't want to throw a first birthday party. Not because I didn't love my child but because I knew it would snowball into a big event and I wasn't sure I had it in me. We are blessed to have a large family and many loving friends. What starts out as a small invite list usually becomes an all inclusive invitation to everyone we love. I knew I would regret not throwing a large party so I caved in and got to work.
I'm not a huge fan of themed parties. I like things to look cohesive but I didn't want everything to be monkeys or trains. One day PJ will have a say in what he wants and that's the day I will succumb to a batman or spiderman theme. But for now I just go with what I like. Similar to our wedding I found myself drawn to dots. I found some cute retro paper that had polka dots and argyle patterns on it. I created bunting from this and everything else fell into place.
I had grand plans of taking lots of photos before the guests arrived but of course PJ wanted to switch up his nap time on party day. I was forced to stay back with him until he woke up and we arrived fashionably late. This meant I got pulled in a million directions and left my camera behind. So here's a partial look at his celebration: