Anne one week old 4 lbs. 11 oz. 17.5 ich.
Anne 6 months old, laying next to the purple outfit above
15.4 lbs. and 25.5 inch.
One week old
6 months old
A few weeks ago I was holding Anne at church. A man
leaned over and asked me, "Is that what a miracle
looks like?" Without hesitation I said emphatically, "YES!"
She is our beautiful miracle. I can't believe how much she
has grown, how quickly she has learned and what joy she
brings to us daily. She truly is our miracle!!
From her early start (seven wks early) she was a miracle.
From the moment my water broke, all that I cared
about was that she was okay. I will never be able to put
into words the joy and relief I felt when our Dr. asked
if I wanted to see her. He lifted her up over the curtain
(i had and emergency c-section) and I saw her for the first
time. She was screaming and I was so glad that she was
breathing. Truly a miracle. She hasn't had any problems,
any lasting health concerns. She is an absolute angel, the joy
of our lives. Scott never worried about her. He knew
everything would work out. Maybe, he has more faith then
I do, but I worried for her, only as a mother can. When
she was in the NICU for 20 days I thought we would
never be able to be home. The future wasn't even in my
mind, I only cared that she was breathing. Those 20 days
seemed to be forever and now looking back, they were
only a moment. At first I almost felt terrified to hold her,
and now I walk in the room and she squeals with delight,
wagging her hands and arms at me, smiling her big
toothless grin, wanting me to pick her up.
Anne means = Grace of God.
I have felt His Grace, each moment with her:
every prayer, every cry, kiss, smile, laugh, tickle.
Each day a gift.
