Dear Daughter,

“You’re my favorite person in the whole world” is not something you’re going to hear me say anymore.

Not only is it unfair to Daddy, but it really won’t go over well with your baby sister, once she’s born and learns to talk. For now, though, it’s hard not to keep thinking it.

You, you, you. You’re the one who burst my heart wide open. You taught me what wild, uncontrollable, unlimited, unconditional love feels like. You changed everything. You turned me into a mom.And even though you will no longer be my only child, or even my only girl, you will always be my first.

Read the rest at: You’ll Always Be My First | Amy Wruble.

My favorite thing about today was how you insisted that I hold you as we fell asleep tonight. Me pretty much spooning you, and you grabbing my hand, wrapping my arm around your tiny waist and tucking my hand under your body. And doing it again and again each time I removed it.

Here’s our selfie from tonight:

And the photo you made me pose for (with Mickey Mouse ears) and took all by yourself!

Love you,
Mommy