It hardly seems like two years has passed since she's come into my life - what a whirlwind it has been. And it was from the very beginning. I remember so vividly laying on the table when she was delivered, hearing the doctor say something about her being breech and the cord being triple wrapped and feeling the atmosphere in the room change. I could feel her being delivered and then nothing. Silence.
I didn't panic. At first. I thought my concept of time was skewed, that any second she would cry. But then I knew too much time had passed and nobody in the room was saying anything. And then a sudden and overwhelming rush of fear. And I started to cry. And I was asking Benny what was wrong - he kept saying she was fine but I could see in his face that he was worried too. The anesthesiologist leaned down and said something that was meant to be reassuring but it was too vague and carefully worded to offer any comfort.
And then, after what seemed an eternity, a tiny little cry. It was low and deliberate. And furious. She had made her entrance and that little stinker was stubborn and demanding from the very beginning.
Afterwards the doctor told me that her angel was watching out for her that day - I have no doubt that is true. Sometimes when I'm playing the worn out, over-worked and frazzled Mom, I forget how grateful I should be. I forget how hard I prayed to hear that first cry. I forget about all the Mommy's who weren't so fortunate.
So to my beautiful baby girl - thank you for bringing me so much joy and happiness. I love the way you scrunch your nose when you smile, how you dance every time you hear music, how you sing your ABC's, and how you say "Hi!" to every single person you meet. You've brought me joy beyond measure and I'm so lucky to be your Mommy. Happy birthday - I love you from here to the moon!
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