it seems like a really long time ago that goldie was this tiny. she turns 1 tomorrow, and i can't even believe that a year ago tonight i was in the hospital having contractions, throwing up, and waiting to see what my baby was going to look like.
and then she came out. perfect. black hair. a sad little cry. it was a beautiful and spiritual moment.
so much has changed in our lives since goldie came into our home. we have felt happier. we've felt a greater sense of being-- more purpose. we've laughed more. we've made fools of ourselves just to make her laugh and smile. we've cheered her on with every milestone she's made. we've praised her, loved her unconditionally, kissed her millions of times, tickled her feet and hands, changed her diapers, bathed her, wrestled with her, watched her discover new things... i mean i could go on and on.
she came at a time when i needed her most... she came and saved me when no one else really could. and for that, my goldie girl, i am forever grateful that you are in my life.
happy birthday sister. we love you... like, a lot.