two weeks and one day redux

Once again, here we are - the second anniversary of the day Squirt was estimated to make her grand appearance. In two weeks and one day, Squirt will turn two! The terrible twos. The terrific twos. She's already showing signs of both. This is a very emotional time for me - I didn't expect it to be so this time around, but it still is. Those two-year-old feelings have come bubbling back up and I remember the excitement, the apprehension, the wonder of it all. I remember how very, very long those two weeks, and especially that last day, were, and am reminded what a treasure Squirt truly is as I recall the long, quiet wait and the hard, so hard work. These next fifteen days feel almost like a gift, a time outside of time, where Squirt shines a little brighter and I see how transient time is, despite how it may sometimes feel. I will never forget this day two years ago, just like I will never forget her birth. These next fifteen days will always be marked in my memory as a time to truly savor the time with my girl as she grows, changes, and makes her mark on the world.

 

 

Enjoy being one, Squirt; a whole new year starts soon!