one fine day

ny, ny

This day was, dawn till dusk, pure joy. From this morning's birthday pancakes to the barking sea lions in the Central Park Zoo to the birthday suit parade that went on long past bedtime, it was as happy a first birthday as I could ever dream of for our little girl. I didn't think it was possible to be filled with more wonder than we were a year ago today, when at 7:02 pm, our baby girl arrived finally, quietly just after sunset, and was laid on my chest. But I am. I wonder more and more every day, at the parts of her that are me, the parts of her that are Andras, the parts that are complete and utter original Greta.

Greta's tiny feet {she's walking!} and enormous appetite {family trait} are hard to keep up with, one of the reasons I'm not here to write as often as I wish, but a year went too fast, so I'm spending these days cherishing her, and putting together a first birthday bash at least one of us will remember forever. I'll see you here again soon with stories and recipes when we recover.

In the meantime, wishing you the happiest of days, whatever it is you're celebrating.