Today is Miss A’s 4th birthday! I found this post the other night in my drafts folder and thought it would be perfect to post today.
I wake just after 6, just as the sun is coming up.
The house is uncharacteristically quiet. I fix a cup of coffee in my favorite pink and white mug, a gift from my best friend, and sit down in my creaky old wooden chair at my desk to check e-mail.
I hear a door in the hallway open and Miss A call out, “Mommyyyyyyyyy.”
She pads along the hardwood floor in her bare feet, her nightgown skimming her calves, her long wavy hair tousled, her thumb in her mouth.
She curls up on the couch and calls out again, “Mommyyyyyyyy. I want you sit down with me.”
I pick her up and hold her and her body melts into mine as she curls up and puts her face in the crook of my neck. We sit there quietly and I tell her a story about the night after she was born. Visiting hours were long over and the hubby was at home with Miss C. I had just finished nursing her and she was a swaddled little ball of warmth and I held close to my chest, just like this.
Happy 4th Birthday Miss A!
Sweetness in the hospital. Loved the purple bow the nurses put on her head.
Seriously? My girls were this little?
Sleepy girl just 11 days old.
10 weeks old…height of spring. One of my favorite pictures!