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And then you were 1

Last night, I held you in my arms much like I've done hundreds of times in the past 365. On this day, exactly one year ago (to the hour), you made your grand exit (or entrance, if you will). You looked much different than I imagined you would. Not that I had any idea what you would look like. The doctor handed you over to me. You were screaming, and then when I started to sing, you stopped. It was almost like you were listening. You slept in my arms all night. Body curved around mine, perfectly matched to the bend in my arm. Face nuzzled in. Warm. I could listen to you breathe all night. I have loved you since I met you.

Over the past year, we've watched you bloom. You're still pretty quiet, but you're the happiest little thing. You're the introvert to your brother's extrovert. Quietly watching, never really trying, but doing everything perfectly well when you are good and ready. (I love that about you.) You're sensitive and sweet. You watch, and you mimic. You greet everyone (every 3 seconds). And we just can't get enough of you.

I still haven't quite figured you out: will you be cautious and shy or energetic and loud? Sometimes, I think you might be all of these things. I'm not sure there is a better combination. I've loved watching you learn, and I will spend every day of my life taking in all of your many sides and surprises. You keep me guessing in all of the most wonderful ways.

Last night, I thought about how it won't be long before your body no longer fits along my arm so perfectly. And I hate that. But I will always love listening to you breathe.

Happy 1st birthday, my beautiful baby girl. You are so very loved.


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  1. KDiggityJanuary 18, 2017 at 11:02 PM

    This post just made me feel all the things ever. Trying to hold it together over here - thanks for making that so beautifully difficult!

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