Three years ago today, I met this beautiful creature.
I was in awe of her, yet overwhelmed at the responsibility of being her mom. We learned a lot that first year. Ella learned to sit up.
I learned I no longer had possession of my heart.
She made her first friend.
Through her, we rediscovered the joy of Christmas.
And the simple pleasures of a park.
We learned even under the most watchful eye, trouble always presents itself.
We relished in watching her explore the world around her.
As we added to the family, she lovingly accepted her new role and opened her heart to her little brother.
In three short years, my amazement of my daughter continues today.
I love my chatty, sassy, expressive toe-head. Happy Birthday Ella. Thanks for making me a mom, a role I was unsure would fit. As we celebrate the third year of your birth, I hope to treasure the milestones of your life and celebrate your uniqueness. Love you baby girl.