Wow! I let this post completely get away from me but the past two months have been a little chaotic for our family. We’ve had vacations and birthday parties, and are in full-swing fundraiser mode for Rwanda, but also dealt with some really hard things like job loss and the death of my grandmother. But I made it 11 months, so I have to finish recapping Baker’s last month as a baby. (Cue tears) You’ll have to excuse me if this post isn’t as detailed as the rest, but the months have started to collide together in my brain .
Twelve. Twelve months. One whole year. Excuse me, while I cry in the corner and beg for someone to hold me. My baby is officially a toddler. How can that be???
Our sweet Baker Bea turned one on July 8th ( I don’t even know how it’s possible for me to by typing those words!) and we celebrated in style with a flamingo and pineapple first birthday party. It took me forever to decide on a theme for her party and I felt like I got a really late start to planning, but it all turned out so completely perfect. This party was a labor of love, y’all, but I loved the bright, vibrant colors that represent our girl so truly.
Over the July 4th weekend, Cory and I took a short vacation to Panama City Beach. I am trying to save my leave (since I had to deplete it all on maternity leave) for our trip to Rwanda, so since I had the 4th off, it was a chance for us to get away for a few days and take Baker on her first beach trip.
Eleven. I literally can not handle the fact that my baby is almost a year old. As her birthday approaches, I think about it daily. I really don’t know where the past year went or why it went by so quickly.