...was born 10 years ago today. I can hardly believe it has been a decade.
At some point I will blog about her birth, which was beautiful and by far my easiest childbirth experience. Not today though.
Today I'm lying in bed, thinking about my little girl while listening to the sound of a Pooh bear that makes heartbeat sounds. My son is in his co-sleeper next to my bed. My husband is on the other side of me in bed, playing on Facebook as usual. *grin*
I'm feeling sad that my girl is not with me today, on her birthday. She's with her daddy. I'm sure she's sleeping now and will have a great day playing with her twin sisters and her dad. I'm happy that she will be happy. I'll call her later and wish her a happy birthday, as I do ever other birthday.
I'm so grateful for my life, and my husband and my children. I know how blessed I am. It's just on days like today, when I don't get to be with my little girl on her birthday, that I feel a bit sad and think about the choices I've made in my life that got me to this place. Don't get me wrong...I would NOT change a thing. (Except maybe I'd rethink a few unfortunate hair choices along the way... *grin*) I LOVE my life. I just miss my baby today is all. (I miss Laura too, who is also with her dad but it's different as it's an 'every day she's not with me' sort of missing. I've gotten a bit more used to that one.
Baby girl on her very first birth day. Not the best pic but I LOVED that outfit.
Baby girl with her daddy. I'm glad she gets to be with him today as it makes her very happy to spend time with him.