Dear Miriam, today you are three weeks old and I wonder how we are here already and yet at the same time it seems it must be longer because I almost forget what it feels like not to have you here in my arms, here a part of our family, our little girl.
We didn't know, this whole pregnancy, whether you were a boy or a girl and didn't have a preference either way, so it surprised me how happy I was to see we had a daughter, how right this felt. Your daddy told me afterward that I kept saying "A girl, our baby girl!!" but I was so focused on you I didn't realize I said anything, I was just laughing and so happy.
We've both realized very quickly it's true what they say - love for the second little one comes easily, not taking away any love from the first, but springing from a fresh supply in our hearts.
We love you, much much more than I can communicate with words, but how we look forward to raising you and living this love out in a million ways over the years ahead as you grow!
Note: Some of you asked about the birth story - I did start to write a post on this but didn't finish - I love to read birth stories (and did record Joshua's birth) but as I typed it somehow felt too personal to share on here. But for your curiosity, the very condensed version would be that I labored all day at home, was eight centimeters dilated by the time we got to the hospital, and Miriam was born naturally a few hours later. It was a long, tiring day, the delivery seemed more intense and painful than my first, but the end result was of course more than worth it :)