It's hard for me to even put into words how amazing it has been to be your mama, sweet Miri. The tumultuous feelings of always wanting three boys, to desiring a daughter (the posts are there, for anyone who still thinks I was hoping for our 3rd son and disappointed to have a daughter), to then being overwhelmed and a bit scared to actually be expecting a daughter, all of these emotions have slowly just faded away into the beautiful normalcy of you, in our family.
Your entrance into the world was not as I imagined, but it didn't matter when I held you in my arms.
I had no idea what beauty your face would hold, but I was captivated by it and your full head of hair.
After playing the guessing game of when you'd arrive, it was absolutely surreal to just sit, and be, and have you with us.
You had everyone absolutely wrapped around your tiny little fingers from the very beginning, including your doting brothers.
I have to admit, the full head of hair threw me for a loop, and the accessories that went with it, but the rest of you? But those were just mild hiccups. I loved on you with my entire being.
You absolutely enchanted us.
You have the absolute face of an angel.
And when you started to smile? It.was.over.
I tried to take as many pictures of you as possible!
And some months I was very successful.
I mean, very successful.
You slept well, ate well and had the sweetest disposition.
You started crawling around 6 months, just like your brothers.
We bought a new house and you were the first baby to have your own room.
You started climbing the stairs at 7 months, also just like your brothers.
And I started taking less and less pictures of you the more you moved, also just like your brothers.
But that didn't mean they still didn't happen, sometimes.
You started walking about a month before your birthday and have only gained confidence!
We'll never know why we were blessed with you, but we're so grateful you're ours.
You truly are our joy.