05/15/2026
Luna, my girl.
I remember once thinking and repeating to myself, if I can just hang on a little longer and make it to her first birthday- life will be life again. I’ll understand things- Luna will be okay, and so will I.
Today you’re officially one, and my heart feels so much emotion. We made it.
You made me a mom again, and it changed me in ways I still can’t fully explain. It wasn’t just this beautiful, soft beginning like people often times experience with having a baby. It was hard. It was disorienting. There were moments I felt like I was disappearing into it, like I was being stretched past what I thought I could carry and I didn’t recognize myself in the middle of it and I certainly wasn’t sure how I’d make it on the other side of it.
And yet, here we are.
I can see now that none of it was just chaos or accident. Even the hardest parts. Especially the hardest parts. God was there, holding me, holding you, holding both of us and whispering in my ear don’t you dare give up.
Spending this past week with you- really seeing the Luna I’ve been so desperately waiting for, you are so much more than I ever could’ve imagined. You are gentle but strong. You watch everything & everyone so carefully, like you’re taking the world in before you decide how to belong to it. There is something so steady in you, even now, even this small. But there’s this spark igniting within you that is full of life & it’s healing your mama in ways you’ll never understand. Maybe one day we can chat about it over brunch when you become a new mama.
You’ve changed me in the deepest way Luna girl. You led me to God. You help me see how truly strong and capable our family really is. You broke open places in me that needed to be broken open. You made love feel bigger than I thought I was capable of- and honestly, you helped me see how grateful I should be for a simple every day life of raising children with my very best friend
I look at you and I still can’t believe you’re mine to love like this.
I love you, Luna. I love you in a way that sits in my chest all day long and comes out in the quiet moments when I just watch you and feel overwhelmed by it all.
Happy birthday, my baby girl.