gypsy rose

Two years ago today, we became a family of four. We welcomed the most amazing little baby, who we'd all been waiting to meet for what seemed like ages, into our lives and we were forever changed. She's fierce. She always has been. While most evenings find me collapsed in exhaustion from wrangling her, I hope she never loses that quality. She loves life, loves her brother and mama and dada (I think she even loves Grave Digger, but we won't hold that against her - she just has a big heart) with every ounce of her 28 squishy pounds. She gives the biggest hugs and best kisses, and she gives them freely.

Two years ago today, I remember the high from realizing that we'd made it - together and whole. I remember hearing her belt out her anger at the doctor and the lights. At life. I remember seeing her little 6.2 pounds and thinking she was so big as she squinted back at me from under her cap. I never thought we'd get another baby, get a baby girl, get one who personifies the very soul of living life abundantly. She is a blessing and a joy. A laugh a minute and a firecracker.

She is fierce. She's our Bean.

Happy second birthday, my beautiful, beautiful girl - I can't remember life without you and can't wait to witness the amazing person you're growing into, Love.

Mama.