Birthday Girl

Dearest Abbey,


We made it to two! Despite the countless nights of broken sleep, the last two years have absolutely sped by, and I somehow don’t believe that you are actually two years old. I knew you wouldn’t be a baby forever, but you are truly becoming your own little person. I’d like to think you are a joy to everyone around you; I know you are a source of constant happiness and amazement for your father and me.

I hope and dream so many things for you. I hope that your curiosity never wanes and that you are always able to discover something new and wonderful in the world. I hope that your stubbornness leads to determination in reaching you goals. I hope that your (sometimes funny) combination of caution and recklessness develops into measured risk-taking and spontaneity without stupidity!

Life will not always be easy, but I want you to know in your head and your heart that we love you more than words can express and that you will always have a safe haven in our arms, our home, and our hearts.

Love, Mommy

P.S. I also selfishly hope that one day you become a better sleeper. Of course, you will probably not develop this skill until sometime in high school when I’d like you to roll out of bed before noon.