Three Years In The Making

As I am sure you know, I am not one to fill my blog with sappy posts about rainbows and sunshine. But today my baby turns three and I am ALL SORTS of reflective. So, a few words to my daughter:

Dear Morgan,

Today you're three. You are wild, you are naughty, and you are wicked smart. You change my life every day. You were a long time in the making; the decision to become a mom was not an easy one for me. I look back now and wonder why I waited. But then I remember -- I was waiting for you.

I see in you all the things I love about your dad - your sense of humor, your fierce love of life, and your uncanny ability to make me laugh. You also have his eyes, warm and genuine. But you're not just Daddy's girl. You have my smile, full of mischief. You're also stubborn and ridiculously independent, two traits I see in myself a little too often.

You are quickly becoming your own presence, finding your place in our family as not just our daughter, but as our friend. Evenings are full of stories about your day, weekends are full of adventures to the woods, and sometimes just to our backyard. You take it all in, relishing in every moment, reminding me to walk a little slower, watch a little closer, and breath a little deeper.

My dearest daughter. You will never know how you have shaped my life. I am thankful every day for you. As you begin this next wonderful year, I will be by your side, watching you grow, falling in love with you all over again.

Happy Birthday, Punkin.

Love,

Mommy