Buggy,

I have been a complete mess this past week thinking about tomorrow.  There were moments when I honestly thought this day would never come.  In just a few short hours you will be one year old.  How is this possible?  These 365 days have been the hardest and scariest year of my life, but also the best year of my life.

A year ago today I was dreaming about how you would look and what your personality would be, and everything I imagined pales in comparison to how perfect you actually are.  You are amazingly smart, you are hilariously funny, and you are selflessly kind.  I’ve been told in order to raise a strong woman you shouldn’t mention how she looks, but I just can’t help myself!  I am still in awe that I created something that beautiful.  Your eyes are as deep as the ocean and your smile as bright as the sun.  Daddy is already making jokes about buying a shotgun.

We survived this first year together.  We have cheered at every milestone and cried at every bump along the way.  I cherish every moment with you, but I also look forward to what this next year will bring.  I have learned that you will always exceed my expectations, but I have fun dreaming of your future anyway.  Thank you for turning me in to a stronger person than I ever thought possible, for because of you I truly understand what it means to be a “mama bear.”  Your dad and I love you more than words can express.  We live each day trying to be the very best parents we can because you deserve the world.

Happy first birthday, my bug.

Love you always and forever,

Mom

To read my letter to my unborn daughter, click here.