3 Apr

Dear Abigail,

Tomorrow is your 2nd birthday. I have been feeling like it is a big deal and today Joy reassured me that it is, but then we were talking about how Henry’s upcoming 5th birthday is a big deal, too, and so maybe your birthdays will never stop being a big deal.

Two years ago, it would have been Saturday night. I was in the hospital, finally able to sleep after being up all of Friday night, walking in circles, due to Ashley’s labor enducing Devil’s Food Cupcakes. I love that my contractions started shortly after eating that cupcake, it’s a funny coincidence that begs to be associated with the sweetness we see in you today. But you weren’t coming Friday or Saturday for that matter

You took your sweet time and that was okay with us. You wanted to make the perfect entrance into the world and you did. You were born at 6:24AM on Easter Sunday.

I couldn’t believe you were finally here, it felt so good to hold you and kiss you and have you in the world. I wanted to hold you all the time, and so I did. It was wonderful. But I shared you, too, with all of the amazing people that loved you even before they knew you.

One day, I hope you want to read all of these stories I’ve written. The ones that tell tales of happy times and silly moments, and also the stories of change and how it was hard sometimes. Our story is your story, too.

There’s been a lot of changes for us in your two years, but what I want to focus on is not what has changed. No, right now at this moment what I want you to know is what has stayed the same.

You are loved. You are beautiful. You are perfectly you.

So happy birthday sweet giver of cuddles. May you always linger over a nice dinner, but may you start to eat at least a few vegetables. May you always strive to give the best of yourself while remembering that the only definition of perfection that matters is the one you write. And may you compose a beautiful symphony wherever you go, recognizing the various movements of your life are not played alone but in harmony with the different instruments that accompany you.

And if only one thing sticks with you, may it be that I love you – forever and always.



6 Responses to “Two”

  1. Joy April 4, 2012 at 4:11 am #

    Happy Birthday to one sweet, beautiful, oh so smart little girl! You are dearly loved. Happy Day to you and Ryan as well! Let the Knapp Family celebrations begin!

    • Sarah April 4, 2012 at 12:33 pm #

      Thanks for loving Abigail and all of us! You are a special friend. Wish we could all celebrate together.

  2. Mom April 4, 2012 at 4:26 am #

    Oh, Sarah, if I could ONLY give you a peek of what’s to come!!! But I will share one little thought–the joys keep coming, the thrill of watching milestones is always there, the realization of growth and change constantly amazes, and love never ends. It just keeps growing and growing. As a grandmother, I see, appreciate, and LOVE all the little steps Abigail makes–and, on top of that, as a mother, I get to experience your total engagement in being a mother, role model, and “one-day-to-be” friend to Abigail. So, dear daughter, you continue to be a gift to me every day too.

    • Sarah April 4, 2012 at 12:34 pm #

      I always love your insight! Thanks for always helping me celebrate all the things big and small. Abigail is excited for her best birthday gift ever – you and Pops here to celebrate! We can’t wait!

  3. Lindsay April 4, 2012 at 12:00 pm #

    Love! She will adore reading these later. What a great mom you are girl! Happy Birthday Miss Abigail!!!

    • Sarah April 4, 2012 at 12:35 pm #

      Thanks, Lindsay! Kiss that new baby for us and Connor, too. Talk about something to celebrate!

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