Four Years Ago...

My first little miracle is going to be four tomorrow. We have spent some time talking about it today. First on our family walk in the woods and then out in our backyard while laying in the sun. I have been telling her all day how this is her last day as three and how exciting it's going to be tomorrow because it's her birthday. I told her that this is my last day to get three year old kisses from her because tomorrow they will be four year old kisses. She looked at me and said, "Don't worry, Mommy, I will still give you three year old kisses. I wish I could be three forever." To which I replied, "Me too, little princess, me too."

I can still remember May 24th, four years ago so clearly. My Mom had come over the weekend and I really wanted my little girl out. After a week of walking and still being dilated to three, my Mom talked me in to taking desperate measures...downing two bottles of castor oil. I had my "last supper" (yummy pigs in a blanket and fried potatoes) and then did the deed. My Mom then instructed me to go lay down and take a nap because she knew what was to come. It was horrible, worse than labor itself but it accomplished what I had been wanting. Dan went to lead our Jr. High ministry at church and I called him about an hour later and we went in. I was in labor all night. Doesn't seem like it could be four years already. Oh, to press rewind...