You tried to arrive before the party had started.
But neither of us were truly ready.
And so we waited.
On the morning of your arrival (months later),
I awoke disbelieving that the waves that rolled through me
Were the real deal.
Before long there was no denying.
You were on your way.
Our plans to greet you naturally
Were soon set aside.
As your curious nature
Drew you to peek down the exit.
You were pulled from my belly
With scalpels and forceps.
And with a tiny cry
You were placed forever in my heart.
Happy first birthday my sweet girl.