Today is a very special day. Today, I mark the 18th anniversary of one of the most joyous moments in my life – the birth of my daughter.
Chalk it up to the hormones or me just being a sentimental pile of mush, but I can’t help but cry tears of happiness in remembering all years since that little munchkin came into my life. From the moment I first saw that little peanut shaped thing on the ultrasound, I was hooked. This kid was mine and I now had the awesome responsibility. Talk about my mind being blown.
I count it as one of the many blessings that God has given me that I was able to be there at my daughter’s birth. In fact I nearly delivered her myself – but that a story for another time. Even though, as a paramedic, I had helped deliver three babies, I was in absolute amazement as I watched my own little spawn be born.
Every bit about her was beautiful. From her tiny little toes to the mop of hair she sported, I was in love. She was perfect.
As she grew, I saw her discover new things, challenge boundaries, and make her place in this world. I never knew a child filled with such love and empathy for those around her. Even as a toddler, she would be the child to try to comfort a crying baby in the nursery.
When the time came to tell her that she was going to be a big sister, she couldn’t contain her excitement. She eagerly helped paint the room she was going to share with her baby brother. At the age of five, she was the perfect "mommy's little helper". She would willingly help with feedings, hand us the lotion for diaper changes, and just be there to make her little brother laugh.
We have shared happiness and sadness, pain and joy, laughs and tears. We root for each other with conviction. We have experienced life together all in the name of family and love.
In the last few years, since the separation, my transition and subsequent divorce, the strength my daughter has shown has been truly heartwarming for me as a parent. These years haven’t been with out obstacles and roadblocks, but love has conquered it all.
And now as I look toward the future, as she thinks about college, I am moved to tears once again as my little girl begins the process of breaking free from her parents and become an adult. I look forward to the day when she gets her diploma, finds her first teaching job, when the boy of her dreams puts a ring on her finger, the day she says “I do”, the day that I look upon her little bundle of joy.
I don’t thank God enough for the gift of my daughter. I sometime take too much for granted, but today, I rejoice. Today,I thank God for the child he bestowed on me, the responsibility he entrusted me with and the gift he allowed me to help bring into this world.
Happy Birthday Munchkin – I love you beyond words!
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