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Happy Birthday, Little Love!


Dear little one,

I will never forget the day you were born. We were living abroad at the time, and everything felt a little foreign, except when they handed you to me, and I held you in my arms. I don't think I've ever really put you down since. I remember those dark nights in the hospital leaving the little bed intended for you empty and preferring to have you softly next to me. I remember the nurses being up in arms about it. I remember how I had to reassure them that you were my second baby and how my precious other had managed to survive in my care.

I remember those moments together feeling as if I was holding part of me, part of my soul come to give me an new experience, a new kind of peace.

Five years later I hold you in my heart. I feel your big heart everyday. When I think of you, I think of rainbows. You have a sweetness, an ease of loving and an openness that you came in with, and I overflow with joy as I see you growing up and experiencing the world.

I know that having you in my life has helped me to see who I am with much more love, understanding, and appreciation, because we are so alike in every way--our ups and downs, our joys, our fears!

I know that you and your sister have been instrumental in my awakening in this world. I hope to be a part of your awakening too. I treasure you and the gift you will be to this world.

You are such a tender soul. You are the proof that there is Grace here, sitting at my table everyday, sleeping in soft footed jammies, holding a tattered little bear, asking questions, playfully exploring, always forgiving, and reminding, bringing it back to love--sometimes afraid, and sometimes brave. I love all of you, and I thank my lucky stars that you were given to me in this life, to love and to hold--to experience such preciousness.

I love you, little one. I celebrate your birth. I celebrate all of you!

Love,

Mommy

Comments

  1. So so beautiful.

    Happy Birthday, sweet girl!

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  2. Such a Beautiful Birthday Sweetie!

    Such a gift...priceless.

    You are my gift, thank you for taking motherhood to a whole new level.

    I love you both... Happy Birthday to both of you.

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  3. This post just made me tear up! I found you through Julia's blog. I LOVE the title and tag line of your blog.

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