Today my baby girl turns 4. I can't believe that it was 4 years ago today that I had my first c section. I experienced pain (not being totally numb was pretty rough as was my first attempt at breastfeeding). But I got the best gift. A sweet snuggly little baby girl. She liked to sleep a lot, but only when being held. It took us a while to work out eating and sleeping, and she scared us a little by not gaining weight. But she did get to her birth weight eventually, even if it did take a month.
And here we are four years later. She's in preschool and gymnastics. She has a baby brother she loves to harass. She adores all things fairy and princess. Her favorite food is peanut butter. She is intelligent, and strong willed, and can be incredibly sweet as well. And I wouldn't have it any other way. Sometimes I wish I could keep her just the way she is, not let her grow older, but then I guess I'd miss out on all the things she has yet to be.