Luca and his abuelito Francisco
Today is Little Man’s first birthday. Year One. On this day February 5th, one year ago, Luca came into our lives. It’s been a long, strange, hard, wonderful year. A year probably very typical to any new parent and yet so totally foreign to anyone who hasn’t broached that life passage yet. Lil’ Man has grown so much, I can’t believe it. More than that, Marcia and I have grown as well. Grown up. Aged. Deteriorated. Gotten younger at heart. Pushed. Pulled. Exploded. Lost. and Found. The one thing this year has represented to me, above all else is ‘Love’. Unselfish, pure Love for another human being. If I could, I’d put all my experiences, hopes, dreams and desires into him and extinguish my life from this existence, like a mother spider whose young are hatched and her ultimate gift to sacrifice her body for her babies’ survival. Yes, cryptic. But most parents probably feel the same kind of love towards their kids. That’s the kind of ‘Love’ that I have learned this year. And I’m glad the person I get to share it with, is this gentle, brash, glowing, feisty, shy soul we call ‘Luca’. Sometimes I ruminate to myself, I wonder who he was in his last life. I’d love to have met him/her.
Here’s to Luca’s first birthday. chocolate cake for everyone (quite coincidentally, daddy’s favorite).
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Photos by uber destination wedding photographer extraordinaire Elizabeth Lloyd.
So one month ago to this day, Luca came into our lives with the intensity of a shotgun blast. He has managed to keep us on our toes and not give us a split second for quiet contemplation. It’s been an awesome, tiresome, sleep-deprived, glorious month. Each week seems to present an entirely new twist in the caregiving of this magical little man. He’s definitely softening me up. I know kids do that to you, but man, this kid has my number.
Marcia and I still can’t quite believe that we are parents. Capital “P”. Personally, I’m not sure if it’s a good idea for anyone over thirty to have kids. I say that with a smile, but in some regards I completely mean it. Having kids is for the young n’ less cautious. We know we’re still in the first few months and all the sage advice we get says that the first three months are the hardest and that life will change after that. They call it the “fourth trimester”, as the baby is still essentially a fetus. And they are most certainly right. Despite the inherent awesomeness of having Luca in our lives, the past month has been loooong and haaaaard.
On the flip-side, there is something amazing about the cocoon like environment that we’ve created in our house in response Luca’s arrival. This process is one of those unexpected delights in becoming a parent. We are on a mission, the three of us – together – and our little house is The Headquarters.
Here’s to one solid month. woo-hoo!
Relatedly, I’ve been thinking about creating a blog specific for ‘Luca’ updates, videos, photos and stuff. Rather than have it here on QP. I’m sure the vast majority of people who happen by QP don’t like looking at baby photos. Still mulling it over.
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