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I am a writer, a dreamer, looking for my voice, figuring out my passions and my purpose. Desperate to grow how He wants. I am a mom, with three beautiful girls, an awesome son, and the BEST husband ever. It is my Saviour and Lord Jesus and the support of family and friends that allow me to make this change and move towards healing.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Elizabeth is eight !!!!!


I still remember that early Sunday morning that you arrived, a small tiny cry, a small tiny girl. We were all so worried through the night, I remember that I didn't get any sleep but instead prayed all night that you would make it through. We already knew you, knew you were a girl, knew your name, I had been talking to you for almost nine straight months. Prayed into the world by Jessica, prayed into that morning by me, prayed over within hours by your grandpa. When you finally decided to move you moved quickly, and when the nurse said "here look at your girl" and I looked at you and my cry was "oh baby girl" and you immediately turned your head and stopped crying to look for me. That at that first second of life you already knew my voice is one of my favorite memories, and of you there are many. That you would only sleep in my arms for two weeks, that if I was in the room your dad could not feed you it had to be me, that you used to look up at me with one eye closed. Those late night feedings where I was trying not to engage you so that you would simply eat and then go right back to sleep, and you'd stop slurping so I thought, "oh she's done" I'd look down and you would be wide awake staring at me and then you'd smile with that one dimple and the milk would run out of your mouth, and I couldn't help but smile back, coo at you and cuddle you close, even if it meant you didn't get back to sleep right away. I remember how you used to "river-dance" in your excersaucer, and you had that strange language "cooie" meant thank-you and how that worked I don't know. You burst into laughter for the first time and the longest time at something Jessica did. You always have looked up to her and wanted to be just like her in everything. Your fear of large stuffed animals that we used to keep you away from stairs, your endearing love of Candice and dressing up with her to get your picture taken.
Now you are a real pro at posing. To see you grow, how strong you've become from that tiny girl we were all worried about, to see how much love you give to all those around you, your younger sister and your younger brother, to see you grow, to hear your laugh. You are so precious to me dearest Elizabeth. Thank-you for blessing me with your life, and thank-you for hanging on with me that night. My prayer for you this year is that you will keep growing and developing and finding Jesus. That you will let Him guide you and keep you safe, that you will make even more friends and discover what your passions are. I pray that you will continue to grow in your relationship with Jessica, Frances and Christopher. That you will continue to see yourself as your dad's precious princess, that you will continue to come to me with your cares, your hopes and your dreams. I will keep praying for you always just like that night, and I will do my best to protect you and encourage you and be the best mom I can be for you. Remember you are my Angel.

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