Exactly one year ago today, we met our precious baby girl for the first time.
I was a weepy mess today.
Thinking of how far we've come in a year, our first reactions to each other, the many milestones we've hit. Yes, it was love at first sight.
Underweight, bedhead, a dress about 4 sizes too big, and clunky shoes. We loved her instantly. Then she opened her mouth for our first conversation together. It only got better.
We looked at her welcome home book together to introduce her to us, let her ask us questions, asked her a few related questions and 15 minutes later, our first introduction was over and we had to leave her.
I knew instantly we'd see her again soon, that we'd made that first connection that would be the first building block to our becoming a family.
So daggone cute today, we told her happy anniversary, we went out to dinner to celebrate (well, really, we got out every Friday night, but she said it was to celebrate) and she changed clothes and fixed her hair real cute because it was a special occassion.
Yes, it certainly was. No longer underweight, beautiful hair that has grown beyond believe, cute clothes that fit perfectly and while all that is superficial stuff, it's just a mark of how our love has grown and how she's thrived. I had the hardest time not crying as I looked at her today, seeing how quickly our baby is growing up and being so proud of her!!
I never knew we'd fall this head over heels in love. Suspected, yes, knew, nope.
She was so worth the wait!