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Bella woke up 1 year old today! She seemed a bit taller, her eyes wider, one curl hanging slightly longer. As she smiled her ginaroumus toothy grin, my eyes bubbled with tears. One year ago today as I lay beached in my hospital bed I was filled with, wonder. Hopes. Dreams. scared to death, and on the brink of becoming a Mother. It has been one year, one wonderful year. Change happens so slow, but seems so fast. From a sleepy little blob, to a curious toddler. She's walking without fear, says Mama & Dada, loves food, books, shoes, animals and music. She laughs without reservation, smiles with unbridled joy, and gives sloppy kisses that melt my heart. Hapy Birthday Bella, I love you more than life itself.
The Bash
Sunday was the celebration. I worked for weeks cutting out the perfect round ladybug decorations, constructing banners, welcome signs and picture collages. I baked my heart out, taking breaks to call my Sister and cry, beg her to tell me Bella isn't turning one. I burried myself in party planing, poured all my love for her into one day. It was perfect. I can't wait for all of her birthday parties to come.
