As I write this, you are sleeping quietly in my arms and recovering from a cold. In. 12 days you will be 15 months old. Over those months, I have seen you grow by leaps and bounds. You constantly surprise me with how intelligent and creative you are. Even to this day, it seems surreal that you exist but I feel incredibly blessed and lucky to have you as part of my life.
(Taken minutes after you were born on 1/23/13.)
(Taken 4/10/14.)
Your laughter, smile, singing, and endless facial expressions are an absolute delight. You constantly bring joy into our lives, no matter how hard a day you are having. Already at 14.5 months old, you show a natural resiliency to any obstacle you face--combating sickness with an upbeat attitude and playtime.
(Cuddle time with Daddy, life's medicine for any sickness.)
I have known for a long time that some day I would be someone's mother. Despite being afraid of the pain of childbirth for the longest time, I knew in my heart that part of my life's journey would be giving birth. Even at a young age, people commented on how mature I was and how I would make a great mom someday. I thank the stars that this has come to fruition and am forever grateful that you are my daughter.
Thank you for being so authentically you. I hope that I am able to help perpetuate this and never stand in the way of who you are meant to be.
I love you with my whole heart!
Deepest love and well wishes,
Mommy
PS-I promise to catch you up to speed in all our journeys since my last letter soon!
