Dear Ella,
On February 1, 2010, I delivered a beautiful baby girl. If I close my eyes, I can see Daddy holding you in the operating room and leaning down for me to see your sweet, little face. Waiting to hold you seemed like forever. Then finally, there you were. So small, so fragile. I loved you instantly. You were my Ella.
From day one I have known what it is to worry as a parent. I worried when we first put you in your car seat, I worried each night that I wrapped you up and put you in bed, I worried through each bottle, each bath, each doctor's appointment. I know I will never stop worrying about you. But each day, you reassure me. You are strong, you know exactly what you want and exactly when you want to do something. You are my little peanut, my little bundle of personality and sass. I love holding you, I love watching you take things in, study your environment and make decisions on the things and people you enjoy being around. There will never be anything like your smile. And when you smile at me, the smile that is only for your Mommy, my heart is full.
It seems almost impossible to put into words what you mean to me. You are the true meaning of love. I promise to always be your Mommy first and your best friend second. I promise to listen, advise and keep quiet. I promise to love you forever.
Happy First Birthday Ella... I love you.
- Mommy
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