Today is your kid’s first birthday. He/she is having a giant party for it. There’s a whole balloon arch decorated as (insert theme). As your husband lights the candle, everybody (friends and family) began to sing happy birthday, you began to tear up. Memories begin to come back to you. Holding her/him after you had given birth to her/him. That sweet, yet sickening cry that made your gut clench. His/her first steps. Right in your kitchen, wobbling towards your husband, descending from your arms, trying not to panic and scream so he/she doesn’t freak out as well and fall.