Tonight I put my baby girl to bed for the last time as a zero year old. In the craziness of a late church night bedtime I almost forgot that tomorrow is her birthday. I laid her down and went to unload the other things from our car. 10 minutes later I realized that tomorrow is her birthday. So at the risk of disturbing everyone in the room I went back in there and picked her up and gave her a tight squeeze knowing it would be the last squeeze I’d give my baby before she’s officially 1. I sang her a quick happy birthday song from her momma and then i put her back down again. This time last year I had been in labor for 10.5 hours and Jordan and I were running up and down the hospital stair cases trying to get her to move down. The following night was very long. I hope this night, a year removed, is a bit shorter than that one was, but even if it is long, I’ll be thankful for all the nights God has allowed us to spend with her. From running up and down stairs, to rubbing sore gums, from holding her for the first time, to holding her to comfort her for hours at a time. I just couldn’t love her more. She’s my squeeziest baby. She’s just what our family needed. Happy night before your birthday, my sweet, precious Hopey – Girl. 💗😭😚😚😚.