Twelve more days, counting this day which is coming to a close, and June will be one year old. As a way of celebrating, I'll be posting a picture each day from each month of her life. And perhaps some snippets of what I wrote in her baby journal for good measure.
Today was rough; June started throwing up at 2 a.m. and I am seriously hoping that right now, now that she is sleeping, she won't throw up her breastmilk. You see, she has thrown up after nursing all day today until now. But nursing is the key to sleep. What a hell of a conundrum! I'm crossing my fingers and hoping for the best.
Here is a picture I don't think I've posted before, of June and I during her first month. For pictures of her just after her birth, scroll to the end of my birth story, here.
"From your first moments of life I wanted to protect you. Your consciousness was so brand new; I wanted all your experiences to be pure love and comfort. I wanted to meet your needs before you knew you had them so that you never had to cry."
I also wrote about the way we would remark on every little thing June did, like "look she almost smiled!" "Look she opened her eyes!" And all of those things. We cherished them all, and still do.