Happy Birthday, Mayita.
The year has flown by. Hard to believe that last year I was being rolled into the operating room. And so what if I almost passed out from the spinal and threw up from the anesthesia. After what seemed like forever (but in reality two hours) I was holding your tiny little body in my arms. The teeny fingers. The cute baby yawn. The very thoughtful looks you would give me in the hospital room, as if you were contemplating everything going on.
I knew you were sizing me up to see if “we would work well together”. Glad to see you agree with my assessment.
This year has been a wonderful adjustment in our lives. It hasn’t been totally easy, but your infectious laugh and bright eyes definitely make it worthwhile. I have to make sure to cherish this because soon enough you will be chasing your big brother around and I won’t be able to catch either of you.
So, don’t grow up so fast, mmkay?