Today I celebrate the anniversary of my sweet baby's birth.
I celebrate one year of life and blessed motherhood. Of experiencing a love I never knew possible, and finally learning what a full life consists of.
I celebrate the joys, the laughter, smiles, cuddles, kisses, milestones met, and challenges overcome.
I also celebrate the tears, frustrations, struggles, confusion, sleepless nights, and endless dirty diapers.
As I think about the past year with my little girl there are an extraordinary amount of feelings and thoughts that come to my heart and my mind. Gratefulness, happiness, beautiful memories, joy, LOVE, LOVE, so much incredible love.
And yet at the same time there is always that one overwhelming feeling that will never leave my being. The knowledge that I am completely unworthy of such a beautiful, precious and angelic gift that I get to call my daughter. I am overcome with more love, delight and wonder that I could have ever dreamt when I look into her beautiful brown eyes.
All the while I know that no single explanation nor eloquence of words could ever describe the sorcery of beauty that connects a parent to their child.
When I rest in stillness with my little one after a full day of pure and exhausting fun, I observe her breath as she sleeps, watch her chest rise and fall, brush her hair out of her eyes, I sit in awe of her perfection...all I can whisper is thank you, thank you, thank you.
I celebrate that unexplainable, ungraspable perfection of my underserved blessing; my daughter.
I celebrate one year of life and blessed motherhood. Of experiencing a love I never knew possible, and finally learning what a full life consists of.
I celebrate the joys, the laughter, smiles, cuddles, kisses, milestones met, and challenges overcome.
I also celebrate the tears, frustrations, struggles, confusion, sleepless nights, and endless dirty diapers.
As I think about the past year with my little girl there are an extraordinary amount of feelings and thoughts that come to my heart and my mind. Gratefulness, happiness, beautiful memories, joy, LOVE, LOVE, so much incredible love.
And yet at the same time there is always that one overwhelming feeling that will never leave my being. The knowledge that I am completely unworthy of such a beautiful, precious and angelic gift that I get to call my daughter. I am overcome with more love, delight and wonder that I could have ever dreamt when I look into her beautiful brown eyes.
All the while I know that no single explanation nor eloquence of words could ever describe the sorcery of beauty that connects a parent to their child.
When I rest in stillness with my little one after a full day of pure and exhausting fun, I observe her breath as she sleeps, watch her chest rise and fall, brush her hair out of her eyes, I sit in awe of her perfection...all I can whisper is thank you, thank you, thank you.
I celebrate that unexplainable, ungraspable perfection of my underserved blessing; my daughter.
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