Today marks the 3rd anniversary of the day we met and said goodbye to our little Roo. Each year gets easier, but on this day especially, I kept thinking about her. I wondered what she would look like, this 3 year old daughter of mine. Would she be a sassy little thing, a little motor mouth like her brother? Or would she be shy and reserved like her daddy?
I think about how happy I was when I first found out I was pregnant with her, and I try to focus on all those good memories. There were so few, as most of my pregnancy was filled with such fear and pain. I am so grateful for what I have now, and the beautiful boy who we got to keep. It was even harder to say goodbye to him as he headed off to daycare today. When he got home, I hugged him a little tighter, and let him read one more book before bed. Because of her, I remembered to be more patient with his tantrums and toddlerness, and to soak up those precious bedtime cuddles.
Happy angelversary baby girl. I know one day I will get to hold you again, and this time with joy in my heart, not sadness. Thank you for the lessons you’ve taught me, and for making me a mother. Mommy loves you and misses you every day.