"I am ‘turee’ years old, Mama!!"
Yes, D turned 3 on the 4th! 3 years old! The little baby who was pulled out with a pair of forceps and who let the entire world know of his arrival with his loud cry is 3. Already! It is simply incredible how time flies.
I vividly remember the year I was pregnant with D. I had an unusually uneventful pregnancy. No morning sickness, nausea, manageable fatigue and many excuses to eat what I wanted. I felt beautiful inside out, enjoyed my growing belly and how every movement and kick felt. I had no worries about putting on the extra weight as I had. It was perfect! And the ultimate happiness and perfection came when D arrived with full gusto.
Happy Birthday once again D! Everyone enjoyed celebrating your special day with you. You are our pride, our joy. Papa and I are not only looking forward to many more birthdays but spending our every waking moment with you for years to come!
Love you mucho!
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