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Maribelle Joy–

Happy birthday sweet girl!  The first year of your life has flown by and yet it is hard for me to remember a time when you weren’t part of our family.

I have a vivid memory from when I was a little girl of when my mom told me she was pregnant with my little sister.  I remember excitedly saying, “Yay, now we’ll be a family!”  Of course, my mom told me that we already were a family, but in my five year old brain, I thought a family meant a dad, a mom and TWO kids.  One child just didn’t constitute a family to me.  So, in a way, you came along and made us a family 🙂

I have loved learning about you and getting to know you the past year.  You are an incredible joy to me.  It’s funny because you’ve gone through so many stages…as a newborn, you were the easiest baby ever.  You ate well, slept well, and never cried.  Somewhere in the 3-4 month range, you stopped sleeping well.  I got so desperate that I had you sleeping swaddled in your carseat because it was the only way I could get you to sleep for more than an hour at a time.  That was, let’s just say, a hard phase.

Then, around six months old, you started crawling.  You learned to clap and play peek-a-boo and you loved to laugh, especially at your sister and her crazy antics.  Almost as soon as your started crawling, you started “cruising”.  You have amazing balance and control of your body.  When your sister learned to stand and cruise, she would inevitably end up falling straight back on her head.  You, on the other hand, would slowly bend at the waist and plop down on your bottom Every Single Time.

At 11 months, you finally decided to walk.  And there was no looking back after that.  You have the most adorable walk in the entire universe.  I wish I could capture it for all time (which I mean, I can on video, but it won’t be the same).  You sort of do this side shuffle, where you keep one foot in front most of the time and you take these teeny tiny adorable steps like a little old lady.  It just melts my heart every time I see you coming.

Right now, your favorite things are climbing on anything, being noticed by people at the grocery store, playing with your sister, eating, laying on soft things, waving, shaking your head at me until I do the same and you crack up laughing, blowing raspberries on my arm, going on runs with Daddy, saying “Da Da” (don’t get me started on this and how Momma should be your first word), and climbing in and out of your car.

Your least favorite things are getting your diaper changed, getting your clothes changed, riding in the car, not being picked up by Mommy when I’m cooking, teething, anyone you love leaving the room, and your sister dragging you around the house by your hand while you flop on the ground crying.

In my biassed opinion, you are very smart.  You are so good at climbing and figured out quickly how to get back down too.  You know to go feet first off the couch or off your stool or down the stairs.  You watch people and things very carefully and you like to imitate what you see.

You are pretty easy going, but, boy, do you have a temper if things don’t go your way.  You definitely have strong opinions about certain things.  Especially your food.  And getting put down when you’re being held.

You’re fairly serious most of the time.  When you do smile, it is like the highlight of my life.  Your smile is just so, so sweet.  And your laugh?  It floors me.  You have my favorite laugh in the whole world.  I almost cry every time you laugh because it melts my heart so much.

If your sister is a clone of Dad’s personality, you are a little Mommy.  It’s funny because already God has taught me about myself through watching your personality come out.  Especially in your desire to be independent and anger over Mommy trying to help you.  I think that will be a challenge in parenting you.  You will likely be a mirror of myself, which at times is wonderful, but at others can point out my faults and shortcomings.

My prayer for you this past year has been that you would know that you are seen.  And I think you do.  I remember the first time I took you to the store by yourself and you got to ride in the cart instead of in your carseat and EVERYONE commented on how beautiful you were and your blue eyes.  It warmed my heart because it was an answer to prayer.  And I think the older you get and the more your little personality develops, the more people see you and love you.

So to you Maribelle Joy– the completer of our family, the blonde haired beauty, the chunky monkey — Momma wishes you a very happy first birthday.  You are a blessing beyond measure.  I delight in you and love you to the moon and back.

Love you,

Momma

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