My dearest Chloe,
One year ago today, I was sitting in a hospital bed experiencing every different type of emotion I could imagine. I was terrified, anxious, excited and completely unable to imagine this amazing journey that was about to begin. I was wheeled back into a freezing cold room where we would finally meet, face to face after nine long agonizing months. And let me tell you what sweet girl... that is, and will always be, the most glorious moment of my entire life. You made me a momma. You made me your momma. You chose me to mold you and guide you through life. I am so grateful. I can never tell you I love you enough. I can never get enough of your sweet kisses. I can't ever get enough of you. You are so bright, Chloe. I am in awe of you more as each day passes. You now identify things using the appropriate word and this blows my mind. You're walking around like you've been doing it your whole life. You just stood up one day and took a step. No coaching, nothing. All you. I ache for the days when you relied on me completely but I am so very proud of you. You're so independent. So those moments when you embrace me are that much more special.
We have moments of magic together. Where it is just you and I enjoying each others company and I live for them. At those times I'm able to view the world through those big blue eyes, and I'm telling you... life is good, my love. It is so good. I can say, without a doubt, that this has been the best year of my life. I am both stronger and weaker because of you. And you know what? That is perfect. I want the very best for you in your life. I want you to be happy and confident. I want you to see the good in people and I want you to achieve everything you set your mind to because I know that you can. I promise to love you with every ounce of my being forever. I promise I will work my hardest to be the best mother I can be. You are the most beautiful, special thing in my heart and I hope you always remember that.
Happy birthday, baby girl.