It seems like just yesterday that my husband and I were blessed with the arrival of our now nine-year old beautiful girl. Her entry into the world was anything but easy. She was 2 weeks late before the doctor finally agreed to induce labor. I was the size of a small state after putting on over 70 pounds. Once in the hospital, a not so short 18 hours of labor. The ultrasound a few weeks before delivery showed a baby roughly 8 pounds. My little angel arrived fighting all the way at a whopping 9 pound 6 ounces.
A few short minutes after Megan’s birth the nurses told me I coud hold he for a minute but that they had concerns over her breathing. They quickly swept her out of my arms then down to the NICU where she stayed until we checked out of the hospital.
Over the last 9 years I have changed so much as person. Becoming a mommy was the greatest thing I have ever done. Once she was born I knew I had to stay home with her, one of the greatest decision I have ever made. I resigned from work and became a stay at home mommy and have enjoyed the job for the last 9 years.
I am so proud of Megan. She is smart and funny, thoughtful and caring. A great big sister and a wonderful daughter. Talking to her I often have to remind myself that she is still just a child because she speaks like such a young lady. Meg has already achieved so many wonderful things I am thrilled thinking about what the future holds.
Happy Birthday Megan, I love you!