One year ago at about this time, we were at the hospital. I am sure Matt had just given me an ice chip, I was taking turns squeezing his hand as he put a cool wash cloth on my neck. Our midwife was probably rubbing my back and saying some sort of phrase with the word "strong" in it. They were both the very best labor team I could have asked for. Through every deep breath and wave of contraction we grew closer to holding our child in our arms. Some more breathing and pushing later, at 1:07 a.m. we got to meet our beautiful baby girl for the first time.
She laid on my chest and we stared at each other for several minutes, quietly. Well, she was quiet and I just kept looking at her, then Matt and saying "our baby, this is our baby". I was beyond thrilled and just amazed that after all the waiting she was finally here.
Now we are blessed with this smiley, fast, wild, independent, strong and hilarious baby that is now becoming a toddler.
We are so blessed to have her in our lives. Our family of three is full of love, more than I ever thought possible. So Brynn, even though you may never read this; thank you. Thank you for the joy you continue to give us. I am grateful for the growth we have gained as a family. And I am thrilled at all our now's and tomorrow's together.