Month by Month

For the first time since Isabelle was born, one of her monthly “birthdays” has passed without any fanfare. In fact, March 22nd came and went without so much as a mention of it being her 19 month birthday, and it wasn’t until three days later—when someone asked me how old she was—that I even realized. There are so many things in life that you always do… and then, one day, you never do them anymore. When was the last night Isabelle slept in her bassinet? When was the last time we used her little plastic bathtub? When was her last swing in the baby swing? Most of the time, the “last time” comes and goes, and you don’t even realize. I understant that it happens, but it feels like a loss. I loved celebrating her monthly birthdays.