Amazingly, against all odds, I had this giggly ball of smiles to bake cupcakes for a year later...
At 2 years old, she was still tiny, but able to do SO much... even help decorate the Christmas tree! (She still likes to put lots of ornaments on one branch...)
And, at 3, she had already declared herself a princess...
When she turned 4, she was both a beloved little sister and an awesome big sister... with fancy hair "just like Mommy"...
And now...
Now she is 5.
Our miracle.
The one pound baby with long-shot odds.
The little girl who came so close to going blind.
Our precious daughter, born in the wee hours of Christmas Eve, her cry ringing out and leaving the medical staff awed, silent, and breathless.
Happy Birthday, C.
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