The Year Has Gone Bye Too Fast

Last Saturday was Hannah's birthday. I can remember the day she was born, all the preparations.... How we went to Glendale Memorial Hospital... The anticipation, the nervousness, the excitement! Looking at her for the first time and not believing that she was born! And that she was so small and so big at the same time! And the fear of picking her up and feeding her. So many things happening at the same time...

And now, here we are! One year later. And once again, Hannah seems big at times and so tiny at other times. It's really scary... Especially when things happen and you are so concerned about her well-being... Like now, we lost the post of one of her earings, one more time. And Alan is desperately looking for it because we are afraid that something may happen to her... These earings...But then she tries to do things that make you believe that she is really big and strong. Like when she gets into every basket in the house, regardless of whether the baskets are small or big... She will try and she will manage... And she does great!

But last Saturday was a special day. We went to the mommy and me class in the morning. Donna, Alan's friend from Denver, came with us. Hannah was very active. She became the Andy Warhol of the Kid's Museum. She did some painting! But in reality she painted herself!

Then in the afternoon, we prepared for the party. I gave her a good bath and she slept for an hour or so. And then she was ready to go... Running throughout the house, from one corner to the other, in the backyard, in the family room. She was so excited! And she crushed like a baby!