Well, I think it's official. Surely when your last baby is FIVE, that means you don't have babies anymore?
I can't wrap my mind around it.
Remember when she was born? I do. I remember almost everything about it. My water breaking in the middle of the night, the fact that we'd just moved house two days before and I was desperate for her to just hold off till Monday when my section was scheduled, and the feeling, the absolutely positive knowledge that she was NOT going to wait. Calling Libby in the middle of the night to come watch the big kids. Driving through the dark humid island night to the nearly deserted hospital. Apologizing that it was the middle of the night. What?!? Why did I do that?
Dr. Sheldon was gracious and soft spoken when she came in. She smiled. Couldn't wait till Monday morning huh? We worked together for a year in Virginia. She took care of me one morning when I was admitted for preterm labor with Ava.
And then there she was. Don't ask me what time or how much she weighed because I have no idea. And being Baby Number Four, I don't think she has a baby book. Rather, she has a physical book, but I doubt there's a single line written in it. Poor Junebug.
She adapted easily. She fit right in, as if she'd always been there.
|Five months, May 2011|
|Nine Months, Sept 2011|
|First Birthday, January 2012|
|Seventeen Months, May 2012|
|Almost Two, October 2012|
|Second Birthday, January 2013|
|Ireland, April 2013, right before she started pulling that gorgeous hair out.|
|What are we doing here? No idea. September 2013|
|Third Birthday, January 2014. The last time she really looks like a baby :(|
|Scotland, May 2014, losing her baby fat|
She's such a classy world traveler.
|Austria, August 2014|
|Fourth Birthday, January 2015. She looks like a child, not a baby. Sob.|
But when I look at her face, I see this. Always this. I love you more than you'll ever know, Daisy June.
May God bless and keep you always, may your wishes all come true,may you always do for others, and let others do for you. May you build a ladder to the stars, and climb on every rung, may you stay forever young. May you grow up to be righteous, may you grow up to be true, may you always know the truth, and see the lights surrounding you. May you always be courageous, stand upright and be strong. May you stay forever young. May your hands always be busy, may your feet always be swift, may you have a strong foundation, when the winds of changes shift. May your heart always be joyful, and may your song always be sung and may you stay forever young.