It is always hard to believe when one of our kids has a birthday, that yet another year has gone by. So much has changed in our lives the past 3 years that made the time fly by even faster. S, hereto referred to as “Tiny Sunshine”, a nickname given to her by her Daddy, turns 3 on this hot summer day. I decided to write her a letter today because she won’t want to sit through this story now, but one day, she may want to know…
A letter to Tiny Sunshine…
Three years ago today, we called The Wagners and woke them up at 6:45 am because our plan to have Grandma here was not happening for another week. You decided that 3 more weeks swimming around in Mommy’s tummy was no longer an option. Apparently, I had been having contractions all night, but dismissed them as Braxton Hicks because we still had 3 more weeks until you were due to arrive! Kindly, Mr. Dave came over to hang out with your big brothers, who were anxiously waiting on the stairs (and were probably worried because at this point Mommy was doubled over in pain. By 7:00 am we hit the road and Daddy drove as fast as he ever has to get us there. Its normally a 20 minute drive to the hospital, but I am pretty sure that it only took Daddy about 11 minutes on that day. On the way, we called Grandma in California to let her know what was happening. Mommy had forgotten to register at the hospital and since the boys were born in CA, she had to do that when they got there. I got to sit in a wheelchair while the nice lady at the computer asked me how to spell C-A-M-P-B-E-L-L. I happily did so, but you were really annoyed by her questions and were anxiously getting ready to join us!!
A few minutes later, we were wheeled into a nice room, where the nurses took control. It was now about 7:45am and they called the doctor right away so she could catch you! I begged Daddy to make you wait for the doctor (and the drugs), but he looked at me like I was crazy. About 10 minutes later you were born to a room full of nurses. A wonderful nurse took care of you and weighed you and then gave you to Daddy who then put you into my arms. I already loved you, but when I saw you, I was so happy & relieved that you were okay. From your beautiful hair, I realized why my heartburn had been so bad. I held you for a while and cried happy tears. Daddy held you and sang to you, like he still does. You did such a great job.
Later that day, the boys came to see you and they were so excited because you brought them presents on your birthday! N was so surprised that you knew he wanted a Buzz Lightyear and H was thrilled that you gave him transformers to play with. They were so excited to get to share them with you but didn’t realize that it would be a while before you could play with their stuff.
Today, you are 3 years old. Your hair is so long and curly. You love to dance and sing like you are the happiest girl in the world. You like to play with your big brothers, but sometimes you get mad at them because they play Wii so much and you just want them to pay attention to you. So you dance and jump around or on them to get it! I watch you and try to enjoy every minute, knowing that one day you will no longer be a little girl and have your own children. For today though, I will sing and dance with you, sweet girl. Daddy, your brothers & I love you so very much and wish you the happiest birthday ever!
Love,
Mommy
by Sharon
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