Happy birthday, to the most beautiful thing I've ever seen!
Happy birthday to the most fittingly named Sarai Michaela (Sarai = my princess, Michaela = Who is like God?).
Princess Sarai ... Growing you, carrying you, birthing you and mothering you has been and continues to be, the joy of my life. Everything else I have ever done pales in comparison to you. Every compliment I have ever been given means nothing, unless you feel that I've done well. Hearing applause from audiences is great, but when I hear yours ... my feet barely touch the ground. Seeing my articles in print rocks, but reading your first love note to me in your lopsided scrawl made my heart sing. I dance because being your mother has added new dimensions to my life. I sing because I am happy in my heart. I write because knowing you has given me new things to say.
Simply put, you are my magnum opus. Pinky fingers forever, Sasha.
From this:
To this:
How did it happen so fast?
























