It's the eleventh anniversary of my first child's birth... but it's MY birthday, too.
Today, eleven years ago, I became a mother for the first time. And what a time it's been... I can't believe that eleven years has passed already-- it feels like the blink of an eye. And yet, I can't imagine a time before children... what on EARTH did I ever do before I had my daughters? They are so very much a part of me, so much of what I am... and, probably, they are a part of what I have always been, my entire life.
Does that make sense?!
Happy Birthday, Child Number One!! You're the first of the three best things that have ever happened to your Dad and me...