On Friday, I watched you bounce around and got to hold you for the first time.
On Sunday, you told your foster mom that you had a best friend. You said it was me.
Today, you learned that my name isn’t just Kathy - It’s Mommy Kathy. One day soon we’ll get to drop that last part.
Tonight, you clutched the photo book I made for you so tight to your chest, even after we had already read it four times.
We played during bath time, laughed over ice cream, and even sang a song together. Tomorrow we’ll get to play more, and even go for a ride. Next week you get to come visit my house, and slowly we’ll continue to introduce the idea that I am Mommy - your forever mommy.
And you, little missy, are my daughter.

