2557 days ago you came into the world to fill out what we thought would be the last spot in our family. Mama was so very tired, working like a fiend (thanks craptastic maternity leave US) to make sure I had some time with you after you arrived. 39 weeks and 5 days, you were set to be evicted from your cozy nest but you were ready. That early morning ride to the hospital just down the street and check in with Nikki cause Daddy had to wait until Grandma could get to Reno to watch your excited siblings. Your labor and delivery was "textbook". I was able to have a full-circle experience at the hospital where your oldest sister was born. The advocate in me was prepared to make sure things went smoothly, they did. Everyone we needed to come that day showed up. Fr. Kirk came and offered so much support. And in the nick of time your Godmudder showed up literally seconds before you were born. The moments after your birth, as she picked you up and you looked at her and looked over to me, still brings me to tears. It was the perfect book end.
The mama you have is different but so much wiser than your siblings had. I only had three weeks with you at home but they were sweetness and mercy wrapped in fluffy soft blankets. Exactly what we needed.
Now you're seven. I'm not sure how that has happened. To you Texas is home. You have always known your daddy as a priest (or on his way to be one). You are fiery and passionate. You love your siblings, especially that Hees. You are bouncing curls with a whole lot of sass. You are unstoppable. I often wonder how this will play out with you and I'm certain that no matter what life has in store for you, it will be met with joy and fierceness the likes of which many have never seen. You will always be my baby girl but you're well on your way to letting the world know you aren't a baby.
As you navigate this next trip around the sun, know that Mama and Daddy will always be ready to be tagged in. You keep making a lot of noise. The world deserves to hear your voice. Be kind and take no shit. Fight for what is right. Make good trouble. And don't forget your bonnet! Happy birthday my sweetness. I hope you have the best day. I love you to the 9th planet, around all the stars and back. #DEC #Grace #TuesdaysChild
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