This time last year, I was passing out at the hospital after surgery. There was a
little baby sleeping next to me.
In the year since – which seems to have gone by instantaneously, despite feeling like utter eons ago – she has changed more than I have changed in the past ten. Make that 20. At least. I have no idea how she did that…I am in awe and I suspect that will not change. Ever.
Happy birthday, baby!