When I told Mary Virginia that I was excited for her birthday and she said, “Mo-o-mmy, excited is only for kids!”
Whoops. Perhaps I should work on my enthusiasm.
We are celebrating with ducks, purple, Cinderella, and 36 cupcakes. Everything that makes Mary Virginia light up.
Three years ago today Tom went to a concert and I went to bed early because I was 39 weeks and 6 days pregnant, and complaining about being pregnant takes a lot of energy.
Two hours later I woke up and my water broke and, well, I haven’t slept since.
After eleven hours of labor, I held Mary Virginia for the very first time. From that first moment she has challenged and charmed me, and whenever I look at her I think about how even though I always dreamed I would one day have a daughter, I had no idea how incredible she would be.
Happy, happy birthday to my wonderful Mare Bear.