My DS is one!! It's been a hell of a year. My son was premature, unwell and I was suicidal with PND (but I am much better now).
And...here we are. Just like that. He's my first and most likely only child (husband is 100% one and done, I am 90-something% sure) - maybe that is part of it.
Has anyone else felt this way on their children's birthdays?