Babies are not the only thing born on their birthdays. Mamas are born as well.
100,000 hits ago I started this blog about May. She was four months old. I felt lost, uninformed and in love – the pressure of those three things in combination was enormous.
I thought if I could log everything I did with May, I could better evaluate what worked and what didn’t. I also hoped that friends and family would read it so I wouldn’t have to impose myself on them via bulk emails and phone calls endlessly repeating the same depressing refrain: “No, there is no improvement.”
I’m not sure I accomplished any of that. Especially the last bit. Clearly, that didn’t happen.
So what did we accomplish?
May learned some adorable sounds, strengthened her arms, learned to hit some toys and took charge of the household. Check out the Highlights page for some of the best moments.
Here are a few of my favourites:
And, my favorite bit of writing that didn’t appear on this blog:
For anyone new to this blog, the sentiment I wrote in that piece still stands. I’m nothing more than a parent. And, May is nothing more than the most adorable half-brained baby in the world.
Finally, one last cause for celebration far better than 100,000 hits. No seizures for four days. May’s new medicine is working.