Birthday Girl.

Three years ago today, after 26 hours of labor, you entered the world. You were fat (9 lbs 15 ozs) and so unhappy that day. We were over the moon. You brought this new light into our lives, filled a hole we didn't even realize existed. You made each day fun (even the hard ones). In your life you had more hardship than most have in 60 years. And yet there was always joy, you were always sweet and rarely complained. I know had it been me in you place I would have complained but you took it all in stride.



You were (and still are) loved. Overwhelmingly. Your grandparents, great-grandmarmie, uncles, great-uncles, aunts, great (and grande) aunts, cousins, and friends loved you. but mostly you were loved by us...your momma and da. We couldn't miss you more. It hasn't gotten any easier and infact most days feels harder. We miss you smile, your laugh, your smell, you dance parties, your late night awake times, your sign language, your wiggley happy dance, your love of all things sesame street, your sweet hugs, your kisses, falling asleep with you in your bed, your ability to find the smallest crumb and pick it up, your love of seeing new things,all your silly expressing ("not grover, elmo) the way you held my face in your little hands. We long for you so much its a physical ache.


I wish you were here Livi. I love planning birthday parties and you loved opening presents. Wonder what theme we would have had this year?! The first year we did ladybugs, the second the number 2 (not cute, TWO). Last year you were in the hospital and I kept looking forward to this years birthday when we would be home and you would be well. Not the version of Home I was expecting for you.

Happy Birthday sweet girl. We love you.