Shoulda been

Victoria,
You should have been 3 months old today. Instead, you're 5 months, 1 week, and 3 days old! What does that mean? It means your daddy and I got to meet you a little earlier than expected, and you're even more special than we ever could have imagined. Every time I stare into your big blue eyes I'm reminded of just how lucky I am. I can't wait to teach you everything I know, and to see your knowledge surpass mine and daddy's.

I can only hope that you and I will be as close as my mom and I are. Though it wasn't always like that, and I realistically expect the same with you. I know there will be times you think you hate me (somewhere around 14 or so). I wish I could tell you I'll always have the right advice, the answers to the hard questions, but I won't. What I can do is promise I'll always love you for whoever you want to be, support you in whatever you decide to do, be your biggest cheerleader.

I don't hope that you'll become rich, or famous. I only hope that you find your true calling, something that makes you really happy, and that you're able to answer that calling wholeheartedly. I hope that you'll find someone to love, support and respect you the way your daddy does me, and I him. We'll try our hardest to teach you right from wrong, to be strong-willed and be true to yourself and what you believe in.

It seems each day is a new adventure for you. With so many more milestones ahead, we've only just begun.

I love you, Miss V.
~mommy~