Happy Birthday, Loralai. This time 2 years ago, I was sitting in the hospital room holding you. I had gotten very little sleep and was completely exhausted, but the sun had risen and was shining through the blinds and I was so content to sit there and stare at your little face. I had never seen something so amazing in my life. So glad you found your way to us. Here’s your 2 year letter.
It’s hard to sum up this year concisely, since it was so full of changes. You went from a quiet, happy baby, to an on-the-move, bubbly toddler. This was the year you took off, literally. Right around your 1st birthday something seemed to trigger inside you, and you quickly transitioned from an occasional step or two to a full-fledged walker. It’s been exciting, fun, and exhausting all at the same time. I must have spent the majority of the last year chasing you, but it’s been worth every hurried step.
I’ve loved watching you explore and learn. Being with you reminds me to find joy in the little things in life- from a plane flying overhead to puppy kisses to a pile of leaves. You remind me that some of the most mundane things in life can be exciting when you stop to take them in. I love seeing the world through your eyes, because it gives me a fresh perspective on everything. It’s all beautiful and new. You know that house near grandma’s house with all the holiday lawn ornaments? I used to hate it- I thought it was hideously tacky and created a traffic hazard. This year? I was glad every time we drove by it, because it delighted you so much. Perspective. You’ve given me perspective.
It’s funny, there were times where we were just a mama and toddler. You whined about snacks and cried when you were tired and sometimes I got frustrated along with you. All the while, I tried to keep you healthy and cheerful and start to build a foundation for the things I need to teach you, from nutrition to manners to how to brush your teeth. But there were other times where we were transcended all that. You were my little buddy, my weekend companion when daddy had to work and my snuggle buddy on lazy evenings. This year, we laughed, played, danced, sang, and cuddled. This year we bonded as mama and daughter, not just baby and parent. That was this year’s greatest gift.
Can’t wait for another year of fun.
Lots of love,