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).