7:55 PM

I just laid my baby boy down for bed on the eve of his first birthday.

One year. One full trip around the sun.

Wasn’t I just complaining about my back hurting from the weight of his sweet body in my belly? Did I not just meet him for the first time and contemplate… again… the utter miracle of birth and life? Did I not just clean the hospital cafeteria out of chocolate no-bake cookies in my ravenous post-partum state?!

How does this continue to happen? This breakneck speed of life that seems to occur in the early days of raising little ones. (Although I readily admit some days feel like an eternity.)

The basis for scientific time says each year contains the same amount of days, minutes, seconds as the next.**

Science is a liar.

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