Two years ago today I felt unimaginable pain and immense joy.
Two years ago today my ‘mother bear’ instinct was activated, and has been on alert ever since.
Two years ago today, I worked the hardest I have ever physically worked at something for two hours.
Two years ago today, I met you, my unbelievably tiny son, and I thought you were beautiful and perfect even when you were bloody, wrinkled, cone-headed, purple, and screaming.
Two years ago today, I held you in my arms for the very first time, and could not believe that I was finally meeting you.
Two years ago today, I thought the need for 24M and 2T clothes seemed light years away.
Two years ago today, I named you, and then proceeded to call you by nicknames instead. I learned in the hospital that my favorite nickname for you was ‘precious’ and I still often call you that, two years later.
Two years ago today, I was surprised by the shock of blond hair you were born with. Today I was surprised to find half a jar of Vaseline smeared in that same hair.
Two years ago today, I had no way of imagining how much joy you would bring to my life. I had no way of knowing that these first two years would fly by and just putting up the Christmas tree would bring back floods of sweet newborn memories that seem to have happened only last month.
Two years ago today, my personal understanding of love deepened incomprehensibly.
I love you so much, my little Z. Happy 2nd birthday!!! It was so much fun to celebrate with you!