My first baby girl is 10 today. A whole decade. She went to bed at 7pm last night because she was so excited about today. She is in the process of planning her birthday party. She is going to poll her friends today and see what they want to do. (the other day she came home and said "Most of my friends have never been to the Cheesecake Factory so how about you take us all there and then to Wahooz" Um, how about birthday parties that I don't have to take out a loan for)
I love this little girl. You were so determined to get here. I remember being on the delivery table right after I had delivered Colten and the thought came to me "It won't be long before you are here again." 19 short months later you were in my arms. I remember the day that we found out we were having you, a girl. I didn't believe the doctor. He was "Positive" we were having a girl. I told him that I would believe it when I actually saw you. He made me promise that I was going to buy something pink that day. I went home and painted your dresser pink.
You were my easiest labor. The epidural worked beautifully. The dr. came in at lunch and said that I was ready to push and I said "but I'm fine". He said "fine, I'll come back after I see all my other patients". Needless to say, he stayed, I pushed and now 10 years later we still have a beautiful daughter. You are growing up fast. This year you have started doing your own hair, you read for enjoyment, you love to sing to your own music and you are wearing my shoes. I took cookies to your class today. You came home to streamers and wanted to make your own cake. You made it and I helped you decorate it. I hope you had a great day and know how very much we love you. You are a joy in our family!