Happy Birthday, my darling daughter.
I can't believe she's already 3. Of course I had to replay in my head the day I gave birth -- the contractions; the nurse who didn't think I was really in labor; refusing the epidural, then begging for the epidural; and finally, feeling the most incredible sense of peace in the world once my child entered it.
Does every mom do this?
Unfortunately, today didn't go exactly as planned. After opening presents and singing "Happy Birthday," we had to make a mad dash to the emergency room after CC face-planted in the kitchen.
Talk about a nightmare. Everything's OK now -- nine stitches later -- but it was really scary there for a while.
Luckily, we were still able to take her to Disneyland, and she loved every minute.
Special thanks to Goofy, Winnie the Pooh and Tigger. They helped my daughter forget that she literally took one on the chin -- and on her birthday of all days.