Today is my 365th day of being Jane's mama (not counting gestation time). Because 2012 is a leap year her birthday is tomorrow, but I'm already feeling nostalgic and ecstatic about the beginning of her second year.
worried that I'm not doing enough -- she's not having a "real" party, I
haven't planned to give her a cake, etc. She will have a play date
tomorrow at the children's museum, she has an "I'm One" t-shirt
and a cake hat that my aunt made for her to wear, we'll have a Google+ hangout
for family to watch her eat dinner and open some presents before bed,
and then on Saturday we'll have friends over for dinner to celebrate
She's got many presents -- probably too many from us, even though
it didn't feel like enough at the time I was putting them together.
don't know what it is -- a cultural pressure? an internal pressure? --
that's making me want to overindulge her with THINGS, when that's the
exact opposite of how I'm trying to parent. Constant battle within me