You are one. You are loud. You are sweet. You watch your brother and sisters with an intense interest, but never longing. Oh no. If you want to be in the middle of the action, you are there.

You are passionate. You yell to get attention, you cry when your heart is broken, you laugh from the deep down bottom of your belly.

You are the center of our family’s universe right now, and you soak it up.

Only now, with you here, have I ever felt like our family could be complete.

You’re the baby. You’re my baby.

You are one.

Photo by Megan Hein

Photo by Megan Hein

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