I highly expected to wake up in a puddle of my own tears, completely unaccepting of the fact that I have a three year old. Instead I chose to embrace this season. Three is a fun age. It's full of magic and wonder and awe. Energy draining, rewarding, and full of complete , crazy, happiness.
Lilah. My love. My Taurus. You are my strong willed, bull headed sour patch kid. Full of passion and emotion. You teach me so much about being a mother and I strive to continue to grow with you, for you.
Happy birthday, darling.