Wow. It's been a year! The last couple weeks I've been noticing how he's not my little bundle of joy. He is a big boy now. He has teeth. He helps clean up. He jabbers on and on. Sings songs to the beat of his own heart. Dances. And, he looks more and more like a Toddler everyday, rather than my little baby.
It's a little crazy that he's so old. I feel like he just joined us last week. I must say, I don't feel I've given him 100%. I want to try and be a better mom. I thought the whole mother thing was instilled in me and I'd have every answer for everything. I was so wrong. I want to put as much effort into being a better mom as I did when I was trying to get pregnant and then during my pregnancy. I researched everything. I am still very clueless to many motherly duties. For instance, sippy cups. Though he caught on too using them today, why didn't I know I was supposed to introduce them at 4 months? I know I'm his mother and should do things when I feel he's ready, but I didn't even know it was a choice back then. I want to know my choices, options. That way I can make a more informed decision on how to raise him.
