one year ago today i was hooked up to machines and ready to get this show on the road once i knew you were coming that day. i paced the halls and stood in the shower and bounced on a giant ball and cried when the doctor gave me some relief of the pain. i was so ready to meet you and get our lives started.
and now here you are one year later. three hundred and sixty five days old and i can’t even fathom that yet.
this is the best story i’ve ever read and created. i never know what’s going to happen next. there are no pauses or breaks in the story. sometimes it’s extremely boring but most times it’s full of life and laughter and smiles and slobbery open mouth kisses from you. this whole raising you gig is the coolest and best thing i will ever do. i can’t begin to describe how happy you make your daddy and i. these love letters are my love to you.
they didn’t happen every week and they didn’t all happen in the form of the internet. in fact, most of them didn’t. most of my love letters to you happened in a card that i wrote every so often and sealed up and tucked away in a special place for you to read much later down the rode.
a year ago was the day we met you on february 9, 2014. and today on february 9, 2015 you will turn one. but we aren’t just celebrating those two days. we are celebrating every single day and firsts in between. we are celebrating your first smile, your first laugh, your first sleep through the night. we are celebrating the first time you rolled over. we are celebrating your first trip. the first time daddy stay home alone with you. heck we’re even celebrating the first time mommy stayed home alone with you. your first car ride, your first solid food, your first army crawl. we are celebrating your first swing ride and your first photo shot and your first slobbery kiss from jack. we are celebrating every single one of your firsts.
we are celebrating the second and third and fourth and three hundredth time you did all that awesome stuff too.
we are celebrating the tears and the laughter and the boo boos and the sick days. we are celebrating the exhaustion and the forgiveness and the do-overs. we are celebrating the magic that you have helped bring to this family.
today i am celebrating, addison iris, that you are my girl. you are a special, sweet, adorable, hilarious little girl. i am so honored and humbled that i am your mama and i’ll never be able to thank god enough for choosing me. i can’t wait to see where this story takes us. i’m on the edge of my seat. i’m dying to turn the page. i’m writing it and re-writing it and scribbling things out and adding things in and soon i’ve heard it’s going to get very loud with some more voices (spoiler alert: the new chatter comes from you!).
yours forever, mama