Adam Ex Machina

Today you're three. Wow. It really is like people say: just like yesterday. Your birth was not hectic like Gigi's: it was planned. We got to the hospital early and Mommy was prepped for the c-section. You arrived right on time! In fact, upon arrival at the hospital Mommy began to get contractions. Which is really strange because your actual due-date was two weeks later. Less than a day after you were born you smiled at me. I know what a doctor would say, but I know you were smiling at me. That smile hasn't stopped making me smile. Sometimes it's a glow, sometimes it's mischievous but usually it's just you, being you - happy. Now, you can be feisty. In fact, when you were in Mommy's tummy she would complain that you would kick and tell me, "this one's a feisty one!" And stubborn - girl you just don't give up! But that's a good thing! And you know what, I love you that way. I can't wait to see the amazing things (and all the ordinary things) you'll do. I'm already proud of you. So, no matter what, whether you accomplish something that other people say is a big deal and a whole crowd is cheering you on or you only have me there to applaud, I'll think you're the best - because you're you. I love you, Bebe!