Eleven years ago, at approximately this very minute, I gave one last mighty heave and we welcomed our first born baby girl into the world.
Little did we know that the beautiful baby we were head over heels in love with, would become more and more beautiful with each passing year. This girl's heart? It is so wonderful. She radiates with joy and love and her beauty that comes from within outshines her breathtaking physical beauty.
She is the perfect mix of girly-girl and tomboy. She loves clothes, has since she was a toddler (that's my girl!), loves getting her nails done, her hair done, and going shopping but just as much as all of that? She adores horses, her dogs, getting rough and tumble with her brothers, and getting dirty.
Within the last year or so, I have watched her become a caretaker...she helps our daycare family with supper, she loves caring for babies and little ones and they quickly become comfortable in her care...she is definitely a little mother!
Sure, as she approaches "teenagedom", the sassiness has increased, but just as quickly as it comes, it passes with a sheepish look and an apology.
I am equal parts excited to see her grow up and sad to see my little girl morphing into a little lady. She is wonderful. She is amazing. She is incredible and intelligent and fabulous.
We are beyond blessed to call her ours and so incredibly thankful that God chose us to be her parents. So, SO incredibly thankful.