The first time I laid eyes on you, you were a mere blip on an ultrasound machine. That blip was the beating of your heart as you were nestled, warm and tight inside of me. Your heart, ironically, is still the first thing I see, as soon as you walk into a room. In fact, it’s the first thing that anyone who meets you notices, straight away–your big, gracious, caring heart that you wear on your sleeve. The joy in your heart shows through your smile and the warmth of it shows through your expressive, hazel eyes. You continually amaze me with how much you love your family, your friends, your surroundings and life in general.
Last night you hugged me tightly after I tucked you in and said, ”I don’t want you to go.” So I crawled into bed with you and we snuggled. I told you the story of the day you were born. You wanted more, more, more of the story, fascinated by every detail. I wanted to “lasso the stars and the moon and pull that rope tight,”* just to hold on to that moment with you. Nothing is as precious as those quiet moments between us, your heart and mine.
Alas, I finally tucked you in and said good night because the, “the sooner you fall asleep, the sooner that it’s your birthday.”
As you turn six today, and move from needing one hand to two to count “how many,” I am beyond grateful for you and your big, beautiful heart.
Happy Birthday, my sweet, loving girl.
Love, Your mom
Family Photos by the amazing Chris Cho Nelson