We throw the party for the baby

 We throw the party for the baby.

We bake the cake, hang the balloons, and take a million pictures.
But you know who really deserves to be celebrated on that first birthday?

The mom.

She’s the one who gave her body, her sleep, and her sense of normal.
She’s the one who learned how to love through exhaustion.
She survived the late nights, the long days, and the moments that made her question everything.

She became a new version of herself in those twelve months.
And somehow, she kept going.

So sure, sing happy birthday to the baby.
But don’t forget the woman who made that baby’s world possible.
She deserves cake too. And maybe a nap.

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