A year ago today my life was changed for the second time. My baby girl was born, all 8.7lbs of her, changing our family of three to a family of four. After months of feeling her wiggle, kick and squirm. After months of uncomfortable sleepless nights, rolling here and there, not able to find a comfortable position. After months of crazy issues no one tells you you’re going to experience while you’re pregnant. I finally met my little girl.

I won’t bore or maybe even scare you with the details of the day. It was an excruciating ordeal. In the end it was totally worth it. For that precious face, I’d do it again in a heartbeat. She changed my world. She changed our world. Our oldest and first now has a little sister. They’ve become friends, laughed, danced and played. They adore eachother. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

She’s cried and laughed. Blown spit bubbles and practiced her downward facing dog. Found her feet. Learned to crawl and walk. Has a special tastebud reserved for the cat. Dances. Chases and picks on her big sister any chance she gets. Is happy, silly, adventurous and extremely curious. I love her for who she is and what she has done and is yet to do, the good and the bad. She is my baby.

As much as I’m looking forward to watching her and her sister grow and learn. If anyone has found the pause button, please tell me where it is. I’d love to slow down time a bit. I haven’t a clue where the last year has gone. Is it just age that makes time go by faster or does it go by faster with each child you have? I feel like I’ve blinked away time.

My baby is now one! Happy birthday baby girl. You have big adventures ahead of you.