My Baby Turns Three!!

It is hard to believe that three years ago I was wandering the hospital corridor waiting for the arrival of what I was sure would be my third girl. I was right! I was being induced at 38wks for what was going to be a small baby, and for possible concerns regarding a very remote chance of an intestinal blockage that was seen on an ultrasound only one week earlier. I had also been seen by an OB who said there was probably nothing wrong, but until the baby came nothing was for sure. They were right about one thing, my baby was a little on the small side, 6lbs 3 1/2 oz (Avery was only that size. I just grow them small), but our baby Brooklyn was born absolutely healthy. So much of that day is so fresh in my mind as if it just occurred yesterday, but here I am, getting ready for a 3rd birthday party. It is impossible now to see any traces of that little baby. In its place is this beautiful, tall, shy little girl, who daily reminds me that "I'm not a baby I'm a big girl." Yes Brooklyn, you are getting to be a big girl. No more diapers or pullups, a big girl bed (that you no longer fall out of), and daily new accomplishments (riding your trike and scooter.) This is probably the first year I haven't mourned the loss of babyhood, but get excited about the coming years and all that you have left to discover. I love you Doodlebug and you will always be my baby! Happy third Birthday baby, I mean big girl!