A letter to my Daughter as she turns one



DSC_2105.jpg I can’t believe a whole year has gone by since Milana Zaha was born. Yes! last year on this special day I was 40 weeks and 3 days pregnant , I had a premature membrane rupture aka my water broke early on the morning of Halloween at 6:34am. I was in labor for 38 hours and gave birth the next day on November 1st at 4:30pm , born 7lbs 4oz. It feels like just yesterday that I gave birth other times it feels like an eternity. I’m so grateful to be a parent to an amazing little human being, our sunshine, our Princess, our pride and joy. In my first year of mommy hood I’ve gone through so many emotions. I felt pure moments of joy and moments of isolation. I felt moments of defeat and moments of victory. But in all reality, the experience and the moments I felt with my daughter this year have been beyond words. Moments I will forever cherish. So this is for you my little marshmallow my bundle of joy… I’m so excited to watch her grow and discover the world!

In our first year we got to spend a lot of time together. Precious life changing moments that I will forever cherish and never forget. I remember pushing with all my might while my husband, sister, doula, mom, mother in law, and midwife were all cheering me on. (Yes they were all in the same labor room) As soon as you were born they placed you right on top of my chest, you were full of blood, so soft, mushy and I loved the way you felt, it was so natural and exactly how I imagined she would feel. Still in awe of the female body on its ability to handle extreme pain, shift to let an entire human exit and shift again to sustain that body with only the food you create with that same body.  It’s been a roller coaster ride of emotions but I’ve never felt more whole.

We spent many late nights rocking in Grandmas old wooden rocking chair while you stare up at me with those little angelic eyes. (Oh where would I be without that rocking chair, it’s a God Send!) always remember that my arms are always open for you, to pick you up when you fall, to celebrate your victories and to comfort you when life chooses you to fight.

The First time you giggled at three months old, my heart exploded, I was doing a puppet show for you and you laughed so hard you were tearing up, it was the cutest moment ever! Your father and I were so full of joy. Always remember to continue sharing your laughter and your joy with the world. Share your beautiful smile with the world and never let anyone take that sunshine away from you. I hope for you to always choose the more positive way of life, to encourage others and to always choose joy.

I remember the first time you got the strength to stand up on those chunky legs you were only six and a half months old, I usually wake up to you crying and on that morning you stood up and yelled “hey Wake up!” (In baby language) I was so proud! Always remember that you are brave, you are strong and you can do all things through Christ who gives you strength. Through him you can do anything.

The first time you ate your greens, and your veggies, I was so ecstatic! You ate your spinach, kale, sweet peas, and you weren’t picky with food thank goodness! You were eating everything; my baby has a big appetite like mommy and daddy. Always remember to eat your vegetables; take care of yourself and your body will take care of you. God gave you this body for you to cherish as your temple, take care of it, protect it and most of all love it!

Every time the family played your favorite songs, or sing to you, you would dance and shake your head, full of glee! It’s the best feeling in the world to watch you dance! Always remember happy and fun moments with family and friends and doing life with people you love.

Daddy and I are goofy and embarrassing sometimes we like to have fun and be comfortable in our own skin but it is to show you to live freely. Always remember to laugh at yourself once in a while, be a goofball. Don’t take life too seriously. If somebody calls you weird, take it as compliment. Life is too short not to make a fool out of yourself every once in a while

And lastly, baby girl, Always remember that God made you in his image, that you were fearfully and wonderfully made, you are the most beautiful girl in the world. I know you won’t remember but the best day of my life was the day you were born when I got to hold you in my arms for the first time, but I pray that you’ll never forget that you amaze me every single day, that every day with you is the best day of my life, and that you, baby girl, are my treasure.

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