People always say that time flies when you have young children, but that really couldn't be more true. Over the weekend we celebrated Vera's first birthday. It was one year ago that she was born upstairs, right on our bed. And one year ago we were challenged with figuring out how to nurse, when to sleep, how to keep ourselves fed, and how to care for mommy post-partum. As difficult as many of the past 365 days may have seemed, we all survived! We celebrated the big day with a gathering of family and close friends. I prepared a meal and we squeezed nine adults plus Vera around our dining room table. I thought it was lovely. I decided to serve some sort of egg and spinach dish each year to remember her birth day. When I woke up with contractions one of the first things I thought was how I was supposed to pick up a delivery of eggs and winter spinach from a farmer that morning. When our doula arrived she called the farmer and he ended up delivering these goodies just 30 minutes before Vera arrived. We always say, "it was a good day for deliveries." Something I love about Vera being this young is that her birthday is an opportunity to start new traditions. It's a fresh beginning. So much for her to experience still. The second year will hopefully be a joy.
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