Twelve years ago today, my little baby girl was born. Sometimes it seems like just yesterday and other days it feels like an eternity to get her to this point. The moment just her head was sticking out, I knew she would be a determined, feisty thing. She is stubborn, strong-willed, intelligent and sensitive all rolled into a young lady on the verge of making her mark in the world.
I heard her first breath, watched Marc cut the cord.....after much practicing....but that is another story, and saw her first pucker of anger in the world. So today as I dash about gathering supplies and cleaning the house for the gaggle of tweens and newly teenage girls, I am reflecting on how blessed we are to have her as our child, and only daughter. I will post some pics later, but must dash now and get the salmon ready that she has requested for her birthday dinner.
Oh, and a rather large thank you to Angela and Darryl, without whom none of our joy would be possible. Love you both.
There are scars, still. Even within the miracles.
4 months ago