You were 6 lbs, 1 oz., so very tiny, but big enough to fill our hearts and home with love and wonder! I remember being admitted into the hospital 2 weeks prior to your due date because of preeclampsia. To make a long story short, I was able to labor on my own without being induced and in about 6 hours with no epidural, you went from your dark, peaceful home into this bright, big world! Your Daddy and I had tears of joy when we saw you for the first time!
I remember crying myself to sleep one afternoon soon after we got home from the hospital because you were so tiny and I was struggling to get you to latch on so I could nurse you. Your Daddy woke me from my nap to tell me that he had made a phone call to our local La Leche League and made an appointment for us to see a consultant. I remember the feeling of gratitude and relief after our appointment because I was soon able to nurse you. I remember thinking that you have a wonderful Daddy and I have a supportive and loving husband.
We remember when you were and will always be Daddy's little girl and Dad will never forget his first Father's Day in 2000 when he held you lovingly in his arms and gave you a sweet kiss in the backyard in our "old, old house"...
I remember when we were celebrating your first Christmas when you were 7 months old. The outfit you are wearing in the photo below has been worn by all your siblings too to celebrate their first Christmas. Nowadays you are more into what's wrapped in the wrapping paper vs. just laughing at the funny sounds paper can make, like you did as a baby... :)
I remember when I was 17 weeks pregnant with your brother (although we didn't know if you were a big sister to a brother or sister at the time), and I held you on my first Mother's Day 2001 as you modeled your cute outfit with a hat with your adorable smile that lit up a room...
I remember when I borrowed a watermelon print dress from a friend just so I could take pictures of you beside a watermelon and eating a watermelon with me while my belly was getting as big as a watermelon carrying your sibling. (that's alot of repetition there!) I wanted the matching watermelon (there's that word again!) dress too so I could make the adorable page for you in your scrapbook....
I remember how you loved peeking into the (pink) bassinet looking at your baby brother sleeping. You were just 17 months old when he was born. You loved taking care of your little brother and still do! And now you take care of your little sisters too!
I remember how you loved to dance so much that you would stand in front of the oven and stare at your reflection while you made all your graceful ballerina moves.
I remember that even as a little girl you loved learning about our Catholic faith. I remember for your First Holy Communion five years ago, we went and took a picture at the same church that I received my First Holy Communion. I remember thinking "Wow! You really do look like me!"
I remember that you loved and continue to love our family traditions and how you light up our lives with your smile and sweet personality and talents each day.
What a busy weekend we have had celebrating your birthday, watching your brother play in a local soccer tournament, and today we celebrated the birthday of the Church for Pentecost Sunday as we hurried to Mass after your brother's last soccer game this morning.
HERE. I smoothed the "putting green grass" on the cake using the easy paper towel method that I used on your skate cake last year.
After Mass this morning we took a family photo with your brother still in his soccer uniform (but Dad and him have red on, the liturgical color for Pentecost!) and you have your new outfit on that we gave you for your birthday.
Me with my millennium "baby"!