One year ago today I was standing in the hall bathroom of our old house shaking as I watched not just one, but two pink lines, slowly but surely appear in the window of a pregnancy test that would set in motion a year filled with more change than I've ever experienced in my life.
My sweet Emma, a year has gone by since we learned of your miraculous existence. It's been a hard year, and that's okay. There are hard years to our lives my darling. Hard years aren't without joy though. You have brought me so much joy and happiness little one. You filled holes in my heart I wasn't aware existed. You healed scars I didn't know I was carrying. Just like your sister you are everything and nothing that I was expecting.
When you smile at me I know every moment of worry, every minute spent with my head hanging over a toilet bowl, every cramp and contraction, every twinge, and every tear shed were worth it to get us to you.
I love you with every single bit of my being Emma Ann. You are cherished more than you will ever realize.