One Year Old
My littlest one is one year old today.
It is a bittersweet feeling. I’ve never had one this age and not been looking forward to the next baby at the same time.
I’ve been looking back at photos of her from the past year, marveling at how she’s grown.
My heart is a bit sad to be passing this milestone so soon, and yet…
I am full of gratitude. Gratitude for her, for the wonder of having her in our family.
My heart is also full of thanks and praise for my Heavenly Father, who has blessed us with her,
and has given us enough to make it this far.
The days have been long but the year has flown by. There is much I haven’t accomplished, but I can say this:
I have loved her. Our whole family has held her, snuggled with her, marveled at her, enjoyed her every day.
She and I have spent countless moments, just the two of us, looking into one another’s eyes, smiling, snuggling, whispering. Today my heart sings with joy that I had the sense to treasure those moments. To treasure her. My heart is at peace.
Happy Birthday little one!