My kid is one and I'm not sure how that happened.

I don't know how it's possible that an entire year has passed since I gave birth. Those 27 hours of labor seem like yesterday; at the same time, they feel like they were a lifetime ago. Funny how being a mom skews your perception of time.

Due to some big ol' ugly family drama, I will not be posting pictures of Rowan's birthday party on here. (Sigh. I know. You wanted to see them so badly.) But if you're one of my bump friends, find me on Facebook and you can see the pictures there. Theoretically. He's an awfully cute kiddo. Not that I'm biased.

A quick update on what Rowan's been up to:

-He's pulling up and cruising still, but not yet walking, except when he's holding onto his push toy.
-He says "mama", "dada", and is starting to say "Daddy" and "ball".
-He loves giving kisses.
-He eats pretty much anything, and his birthday also marked one year of nursing for the two of us.

Life's good.