Two years of quiet stolen moments, whispers under blankets, books under down comforters, all while you were stealing my heart.
Long nights of holding you, while I was really trying to hold my heart together.
Two years of you literally taking my breath away with wonder.
Two years of laughing at the big personality coming out of a tiny little you.
I'm one happy, (tired), amazed, laughing, joy-filled girl because I get to be your mom. You were made for beauty, little bird. Happy Birthday!