365 Days Ago, Today.

365 days ago,

we met you.

365 days ago,

we loved you.

365 days ago,

we got to hold you, and kiss you and feel you and know you.

But today we get to share you. Watch you grow. Experience your personality shinning through. Smile at the things you accomplish, help you when you are struggling, and gently guide you through your very first year as part of our world. You are our world now, sharing the space in our hearts with your big sister who loves you even too much for words.

You are a tiny little thinker. Serious, curious, and full of wonder. You have a genetically enhanced, super adorable, wrinkly brow, and a very contagious twinkly smile.

You are 14.2 lbs today.

and 24 inches long today.

You are wearing size 3-6 month clothes today,

and today, you can clap, wave, play peak-a-boo, and do “so big!” like a cute little pro.

You are driving Daddy crazy by climbing up onto every surface you can- steps, chairs, boxes. He swears you are going to crack your head open. (Hasn’t happened…yet.)

You LOVE to lay on the bottom bunk with sister and listen to Mommy read books.

You HATE being away from people and you are not a big fan of keeping your hearing aids in.

You are a very good girl in therapy, with Mr. Jarett, Miss Tina, Miss Sarah and Miss Kara- who all adore you by the way.

You are DONE your antiviral today- HOORAY!

You like Goat Milk (Lilly says BLEHKA BLEHKA!) and squeeze pouches and frozen peas.  You even love seaweed!

Your favorite toys are your cupcake rattle, your activity table, and your stacking cups but you also like to pull sisters hair, chew on crayons, and bang toys together to make noise.

Your only sounds are dinosaur noises at the moment- some “Da Da’s” and a few squeaks and yells here and there.

Last but not least, it is important to note that you have no teeth! Daddy and I saw them on your MRI when you were only a few days old-they’re in there- they just must not be ready to come through yet. Maybe the Easter Bunny will bring them to you.

My short list of Gracie facts by no means encompasses who you are or who you are going to be. I can’t wait for your next 365 days and all the rest to come.

Love,

Mommy.