On this day last year, we had a room freshly painted and furnished, little doll-like clothes hanging on doll-like hangers in the closet, motherhood books stacked on my nightstand, a suitcase packed waiting by the front door, and a sense of eagerness welling up inside us.
With all the dreaming of what she would look like, nothing could prepare us for her beauty. And, as she continues to grow and learn and become her own person, I am in a constant state of amazement. Her smiles, giggles, babbles, perceptiveness, happiness, wit, smarts, red hair, blue eyes and, yes, even the screeches, make me well up with pride and complete, unconditional love.
Happy first birthday to our little girl!