To My Husband on Our Daughter’s 1st Birthday
A year ago today, we became Mom and Dad.
It was a chilly March day, just like today. Neither of us had slept in over 36 hours. We were exhausted, hungry, traumatized but the only emotion we could really feel was happiness. God had just blessed us with the most beautiful baby girl and we sat there examining every hair on her head and loving every noise that she made. Our dream to become a family of three had come true.
A year later, we are feeling all the same emotions — exhausted, hungry, traumatized but most of all we are happy.
I’m not going to lie, it was a tough year. For the first few months we were in survival mode. We knew that we were gonna wake-up at 2:00, 4:00 and 6:00 a.m to feed her and change her diaper. We worked like a machine, you got the diaper, I fed her and it was back to sleep. But in those quiet hours of the night, it felt like we were back in that hospital room once again — examining every hair on her head and loving every noise that she made.
But then she started sleeping more, and we all got into our routines.
In a way, things got easier, but we were faced with new challenges. She started crawling and we had to baby proof everything. She started climbing and we had to re-arrange furniture. She started walking and we had to start booby trapping the house. We must have re-arranged our furniture 6 times — but it was all worth it.
Watching her grow has been one of the most wonderful things I have ever experienced, and I love that we got to do it together.
We were there for each other through all of it.
From late night feeds, to disgusting diaper changes, to the first time she laughed or walked. We were a team, and I am so happy that we never lost that mentality.
Through it all, the one thing I have loved most about this year is seeing how much you two love each other.
Sometimes, while you think I’m doing something else, I peek in and watch you two together. I see the way she smiles at you, follows you around the house or how you two seem to talk in your own crazy language. She knows that you are the one she goes to when she wants to have fun and be crazy. Hell, you were the first person to make her laugh.
And although I am excited to see all the adventures the three of us will go on together, for a moment, I wish that time would freeze for a little bit on a Saturday morning, while we are all in bed together cuddling or goofing off. Every Saturday when we do this, there is a moment where you look at me and smile and I know that you’re thinking what I am thinking “It doesn’t get any better than this.”
Me and our daughter are so lucky to have you in our lives. We love you.
Now let’s get to bed early, we both know we need the sleep.
Your tired Wife