I have been busy the last couple days preparing for a big day on September 24th, my firstborn child’s birthday. This time three years ago I had no clue how much my life would change. On September 24th, 2010, my rainbow baby (a baby born after a miscarriage/still birth) was born weighing 8 lbs 1 oz and 21.5 in long. When the doctor handed her to me I noticed she had a ton of dark hair (explains all the heartburn) and a curl in the middle of her forehead. It made me think of the nursery rhyme by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow,
There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good,
She was very good indeed,
But when she was bad she was horrid.
Yes, this is most definitely my daughter!
Miss E, or Potamus as we called her because she loved to nurse like she was a hungry hippo, has made my life so much harder and yet so much more amazing. She is intelligent, imaginative, beautiful, loving, funny, energetic, and spirited. She gave me the best gift of all three years ago, she made me a mother.
I have been one of those mother’s that went overboard for her first two birthdays. I loved planning them and seeing the fruits of my labor but I also stressed myself to the max. I have decided to make this birthday a bit more low key and living in a foreign country and knowing very few people has helped make that a reality. But part of me wants to go overboard still. I just want my
baby big girl to enjoy her third birthday and remember it for years to come!