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Dear Emaline,
Today is your first birthday. I remember the day you were born so clearly that it’s shocking that an entire year has passed. You are changing every day and for that I am thankful. I am ready for kisses, words and fewer nighttime feedings. Right now you refuse to sit still for a moment, you want everything you shouldn’t have. You have a taste for plain Greek yogurt but aren’t too keen on spoons.
Yes, I look forward to seeing you grow out of some things, but there are other things I hope you’ll never grow out of:
You are a joy and a wonder. Your dad and I are amazed every day that we are so lucky to have you in our lives. I can’t wait to see what you’ll do next.
Just realized that I have six different baby-wearing devices. Seven if you count the one I returned after first use. I’m a junky.
She’s getting good. Too good.
No turning back now.