Today my sweet, funny, inquisitive, crazy princess turned four. She pretty much burst out of her bedroom this morning telling the world how excited she was to be four. years. old. (She followed that up with a major crash into the corner of the coffee table that left her with a bloody eyelid one hour before her party. Ack! It turns out that playing Cinderella and trying to walk with one plastic heel on our hardwood floors is not a happy plan.)
Li'l Miss, I am so blessed to be your mama. I wouldn't trade that gift for anything: an easier life, simple answers, a road with less bumps - anything. I love your questions, your kisses, your tan little arms wrapped around my neck. You are forever my baby girl, no matter how big you grow.
Last year on Li'l Miss's birthday, I shared her birth story. Her daddy and I gave her a hardcover photobook that tells this story for her first Christmas. I know many of you may not have had a chance to read it (or might just be up for reading it again *ahem* mom *ahem*). So here it is....
(For all of you who want to see the slightly bloody princess, I promise to post pictures on Monday. My crazy life is finally slowing down, and I will have time to blog. Really.)
Daddy,
Mommy, tell me again about when I was born. Tell me again how you had
waited and waited and waited for a baby, and how you could barely sleep
after you heard that I was coming on July 7. Tell me about how your
friends and family were so excited to meet me that they bought all kinds
of presents and some of them even helped get a special room ready for
me.
Tell me again how Grandma and Grandpa came over and helped load up the car with two gigantic suitcases; a bunch of snacks; a green tent; six bottles of Mountain Dew for Daddy; lots of teeny-tiny baby clothes; almost a million diapers; and my stuffed teddy, Owen.
Tell me again how you crossed a big river, drove over tall mountains, and stopped to spend the night in our green tent at a campground in Georgia.
Tell me again how you wanted to jump up and down when you finally got to Florida because you knew that was where you would meet me. Tell about how it seemed to take forever and ever to get to the city where you would stay while I was born.
Tell me again how I didn't grow inside of your tummy, Mommy. Tell me about how I was growing inside of my birth mommy's tummy. Tell me about how she really loved me and took good care of me while I was growing inside of her, but she wasn't old enough to be my mommy so she chose you and Daddy to be my parents.
Tell me again how Daddy wanted to stop for Taco Bell on the way to the hospital, but it was closed. And how Mommy was being grumpy because she was worried about being late.
Tell me again how you weren't late at all. Tell me about how you sat in the waiting room with your tummies all tied up in knots and about how my birth grandma came to tell you that it was almost time. Tell about how you were talking with ***** when I was born. Tell me how I came at exactly 1:37 p.m. and weighted 6 lbs, 15 oz. and was 19 1/4 inches long.
Tell me again how you walked to the nursery window to see me. Tell me about how you thought I was beautiful and perfect and amazing. Tell me how you cried because I was yours.
Tell me again about my nurse, Gina. Tell me about how she gave me my very first bath and my very first diaper change and about how I didn't like either of them very much at all.
Tell me again how Mommy got to hold me in the nursery when I was still brand new and how Daddy was jealous because he had to wait until the next day to hold his baby girl.
Tell me again about all the people who came to visit me while I was in the hospital: *****'s brother and sister, my birth grandma, and even *****'s grandma and step-grandpa! Tell me about how excited they were to meet me and how excited they were to meet you since you were going to be my mommy and daddy.
Tell me again how you got to take me home from the hospital when I was three days old. Tell me how my birth mommy dressed me in the special dress you had picked out for me and how it was white with heart buttons down the back.
Tell me again how carefully you put me in my car seat. Tell me how Owen sat next to me and how he was bigger than I was. Tell me about how you kept looking over your shoulder all the way home to make sure I was safe.
Tell me again how you took me home to our special friends. Tell me about how they let us stay at their house in Florida and helped take care of me. Tell me about my buddies - C and P - and how much fun I had with them!
Tell me again how you loved me already, even though I was still fresh from Jesus. Tell me how you cuddled with me and played with me and woke up in the middle of the night to give me my bottle. Tell me about how your cell phone bill was so expensive because you had to call practically everyone to say that I was going to be your baby forever and ever.
Tell me again how we went the the airport to pick up Grandpa. Tell me how he gave me my bottle and how he thought I was so tiny and how we became great buddies right away.
Tell me again how we stayed in Florida for almost forever and how I got to do all kinds of things that most babies don't - like going out to eat every day and taking walks on the beach.
Tell me again how we finally got to come home. Tell me how we drove all night because you were so excited to bring me home forever. Tell me again how I was so excited to be home that I stayed awake almost all night long.
Daddy, Mommy, tell me again about the way we became a family. Tell me again about when I was born.
Tell me again how Grandma and Grandpa came over and helped load up the car with two gigantic suitcases; a bunch of snacks; a green tent; six bottles of Mountain Dew for Daddy; lots of teeny-tiny baby clothes; almost a million diapers; and my stuffed teddy, Owen.
Tell me again how you crossed a big river, drove over tall mountains, and stopped to spend the night in our green tent at a campground in Georgia.
Tell me again how you wanted to jump up and down when you finally got to Florida because you knew that was where you would meet me. Tell about how it seemed to take forever and ever to get to the city where you would stay while I was born.
Tell me again how I didn't grow inside of your tummy, Mommy. Tell me about how I was growing inside of my birth mommy's tummy. Tell me about how she really loved me and took good care of me while I was growing inside of her, but she wasn't old enough to be my mommy so she chose you and Daddy to be my parents.
Tell me again how Daddy wanted to stop for Taco Bell on the way to the hospital, but it was closed. And how Mommy was being grumpy because she was worried about being late.
Tell me again how you weren't late at all. Tell me about how you sat in the waiting room with your tummies all tied up in knots and about how my birth grandma came to tell you that it was almost time. Tell about how you were talking with ***** when I was born. Tell me how I came at exactly 1:37 p.m. and weighted 6 lbs, 15 oz. and was 19 1/4 inches long.
Tell me again how you walked to the nursery window to see me. Tell me about how you thought I was beautiful and perfect and amazing. Tell me how you cried because I was yours.
Tell me again about my nurse, Gina. Tell me about how she gave me my very first bath and my very first diaper change and about how I didn't like either of them very much at all.
Tell me again how Mommy got to hold me in the nursery when I was still brand new and how Daddy was jealous because he had to wait until the next day to hold his baby girl.
Tell me again about all the people who came to visit me while I was in the hospital: *****'s brother and sister, my birth grandma, and even *****'s grandma and step-grandpa! Tell me about how excited they were to meet me and how excited they were to meet you since you were going to be my mommy and daddy.
Tell me again how you got to take me home from the hospital when I was three days old. Tell me how my birth mommy dressed me in the special dress you had picked out for me and how it was white with heart buttons down the back.
Tell me again how carefully you put me in my car seat. Tell me how Owen sat next to me and how he was bigger than I was. Tell me about how you kept looking over your shoulder all the way home to make sure I was safe.
Tell me again how you took me home to our special friends. Tell me about how they let us stay at their house in Florida and helped take care of me. Tell me about my buddies - C and P - and how much fun I had with them!
Tell me again how you loved me already, even though I was still fresh from Jesus. Tell me how you cuddled with me and played with me and woke up in the middle of the night to give me my bottle. Tell me about how your cell phone bill was so expensive because you had to call practically everyone to say that I was going to be your baby forever and ever.
Tell me again how we went the the airport to pick up Grandpa. Tell me how he gave me my bottle and how he thought I was so tiny and how we became great buddies right away.
Tell me again how we stayed in Florida for almost forever and how I got to do all kinds of things that most babies don't - like going out to eat every day and taking walks on the beach.
Tell me again how we finally got to come home. Tell me how we drove all night because you were so excited to bring me home forever. Tell me again how I was so excited to be home that I stayed awake almost all night long.
Daddy, Mommy, tell me again about the way we became a family. Tell me again about when I was born.
Happy Fourth Birthday!!! I LOVE her birth story! Soooo very, very precious and beautiful!!
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