Mackenzie, it’s hard to believe it’s already been a year since you entered our world and brightened our lives with your infectious smile. Happy Birthday, my little love!
And while our start wasn’t necessarily “perfect,” looking back I wouldn’t have wanted it to go any other way. At the time it was hard to see a light at the end of the tunnel when you woke up every two hours, every night, for six straight months, looking to nurse. I thought I’d never feel rested again. That, and I found myself getting frustrated because I was the only one who could do anything to make you feel better. You refused to take a pacifier. You wouldn’t drink out of any of the 25+ different bottles we tried to give you. Swaddling wasn’t the trick. And as hard as Daddy tried to help, it was clear that you only wanted one thing :: Mommy.
It was rough at the time, but now that I’m able to look back at it clearly (and with sufficient rest), I am grateful that you were different. That you needed me. That you relied on me so deeply. It’s because of those first six months that our relationship is what it is. And while I know I’m loved greatly by many people in my life, I’ve never felt the kind of love that you’ve made me feel. Thank you for that.
Gosh, and while our bond may be special, I am even happier about the relationship you’ve developed with your sister. The two of you are a joy to watch (most of the time, of course) and I cannot wait to witness your friendship continue to blossom.
Mackenzie, we’re in awe of your curiosity. We’re impressed by your intelligence. We’re charmed by your personality. And we’re just absolutely in love with your spirit. Thank you for being such a bright light in our lives. You’ve been the absolute best addition to our family we could have ever asked for.
We love you.