Of Flying Horses and Ballerinas

Yikes! Sister is four today!! Four years ago today I was in the hospital with a pudgy, cranky, red-faced newborn, begging the nurses to keep her in the nursery for just a few minutes so I could get some sleep. She cried the entire time we were in the hospital. On the second night there the nurses brought her to me after an hour an a half of trying to make her happy. She was screaming when they brought her in. I sat up sleepily and said, "Hi, Sweetheart." She immediately stopped crying and turned my direction. The nurse said, "Wow! She knows her mommy." And that was the moment my heart soared and her little soul clicked with mine...I had a daughter. It's been sunny ever since.

Sister was an angel baby. Her first night home, she slept six hours. That was the shortest she ever slept at night. At six weeks she slept ten. And she was so easy. I laid her down with her little eyes open and she went right to sleep without rocking or coaxing of any any kind. She was happy and sweet and absolutely adorable. I got to buy pink and put her in bows. It was a dream come true for me. At four, she is still all those things...and much, much more. She is independant and stubborn. She is creative and imaginative. She is messy and helpful. My little ballerina with her head in the clouds and her heart on her sleeve. There are days the emotional roller coaster ride that comes with having a girl sends me over the edge. Sometimes I just ask her "Why are you crying???!!!" But for every moment of frustration, there are hundreds of smiles. One day my husband was off to a CPR class. As he was preparing to leave, she asked where he was going. He responded by saying, "I'm going to learn to save peoples' lives." Sister was fascinated. She said, "Wow! You're going to be like Spider-Man!"

Baby girl, you are a JOY. I thank God every day for giving you to us. I look forward to the years to come and being a part of your magical, little world. My daily daisy, my little princess, my beautiful girl.