That’s how long I’ve loved you. Because 367 days ago (I’m a few days behind in writing this…) I sat anxiously in an exam room and for the first (of many more times to come) I had warm gel squeezed all over my then flat and unscarred abdomen and saw not one but two little heartbeats flickering on the screen.
This appointment was preceded by a small hunch that I might be pregnant…
Clearly, I had trust issues with the HPTs. Turns out…they were right.
I had imagined many times what that moment would feel like…I was nervous and terrified and overwhelmingly excited. And literally the second the ultrasound tech confirmed I was pregnant…my heart was forever changed.
So my beautiful girls…thank you for the most wonderful / challenging / rewarding / [insert a thousand additional adjectives here] year of my life. Being your mama is better than Oreo cookies for breakfast. (I tell your dad they’re protein bars…)
You are my sunshine(s),