First birthday

My little girl turned one today!  One year ago, she was emerging from my belly and crying "lustily" (as the OB wrote in the delivery note).   One year ago, I was getting to know her.  On her second night I cried when I saw how strong she was, how much she wanted to live, and how long she was wailing because I did not have milk.  If only I knew then what I know now, she would have been sleeping peacefully.  But, anyway, that was then, this is now: she is alive, strong, healthy, smart, and beautiful.  And so cute!!!

I am so very much in love with my daughter.  She is my everything.  With her, I feel like I am complete, and I thank her so much for existing.  She is a true blessing!  I don't know how she chose me, but I am thanking my lucky stars that she did.

Tomorrow we are going to have a little party for her, and we are going to cut a few little hairs from her head, by Romanian tradition.  This is symbolic of something, I just don't yet know what of.  I guess I'd better go do my research.  (Don't worry, MrH, we are not cutting her beautiful blond hair, you won't even notice...besides, I love her hair just as much as you do).