People never believe me when I say you have been smiling since you were 2 weeks old.
But here it is, the proof.
I was afraid of so many things before you were born...
that I wouldn't have enough love for you and your sister
that the stress of my job while you were in utero was going to taint you in some way
that I wasn't going to know what to do with two
that it would be oh so hard like it was the first time
that I had forgotten how to survive the endless sleepless nights
that I would fail you both...and Daddy too...
This last year has been full of surprises and with every step you have shown me the way.
My permanent smiles baby.
My happy happy always happy squish.
A giggler as she gets into something she knows she shouldn't.
The most cuddly and affectionate of children who rubs her face against you as she hugs.
The devious one, the child that will definitely be cleverly getting into and out of trouble...constantly.
My destructo-bunny. Not clumsy, not bull in a China shop, just methodical and precise demolition.
A worshiper of her older sister who purposely yells and bangs to wake her up at nap time to play.
My biggest most bright eyed with the longest eyelashes you could ever dream of baby girl.
My open mouthed I'm going to eat your cheeks Mommy kisser.
It is hard to believe that we ever survived without you.
I love you.