Waiting For Lily...

My sister is pregnant.

This is the most beautiful picture I have ever seen of my sister.

Happiness radiates from her entire body.

My baby sister...

is going to have........a BABY.

This is a much celebrated baby.

Her name is Lily, and I love her

so much already I can barely stand it.

We have all waited for her, dreamed of her, hoped for her, prayed for her..... since she was a cluster of cells in a Petri dish.

We have wished for Lily even before then, when Kelly and David were in the depths of despair, coping the best they could against steep odds, and doing everything they could and then some, to get pregnant.

We cried, hugged, and grieved with them when Lily's two siblings went to heaven. They are not forgotten. They were loved, and always will be. I know they are watching over her right now.

Lily is surrounded by love........both up in heaven, and here on earth........by Grandmas, Grandpas, Aunts, Uncles, cousins, friends........and parents who yearned to hold her for years.

She is so deeply loved already.

Now Lily is just days away from her birthday. It is going to be a beautiful, magical day.

Just thinking about it brings me to the verge of excited, heart thumping, happy tears.

My baby sister is going to have a baby.

Her name is Lily.

And I can't wait to meet her. :)

My Kids

They are my heart. They are my soul. When I think about them, it makes my heart physically ache with love. They teach me things every day. They make me smile. I love to smell their sweet skin, and the sound of their voices makes me weak. I am so lucky I get to be their Mom. They are my miracles.

Jordan

He is my firstborn.

He loves to cuddle.

He is intensely smart.

He leaves his clothes all over his floor.

He loves baseball.

He covets his new mitt.

He has a very gentle spirit.

He doesn't listen to the details.

His dry wit cracks me up.

He asks me question after question, and no matter how embarrassing, I answer.

We have the best talks.

He has a shy smile that will floor you.

He becomes gleeful when picking on his sister.

He stutters when he tells a story.

He is very selective in his friendships.

He is quick to say "I love you".

Once you crack his code, you are in forever.

He is obsessed with bouncing a ball against a wall.

He is grateful for everything he is given.

His sense of humor is sarcasm, sarcasm, sarcasm.

He is a night owl.

He would sleep until noon if you let him.

He plays the trumpet.

He is a Mama's boy.

He is forgetful.

He is very affectionate.

He loves his Dad so much.

He is beginning to notice girls.

He is a talented artist.

He has a gentle spirit.

He is protective of me.

He is protective of his sister.

He likes making his friends laugh.

He is an old soul.

He loves to play sports.

We still have "cuddle time" every night before bed.

I feel so close to him.

He is my son.

My Jordan.

Katie

She is the baby girl I hoped for.


Her smile lights up a room.


She likes to be "kissed awake" in the morning.


She is brilliant.


She shows her emotions in her face.


She is a happy child.


She has a contagious energy.


She loves to create.


She is always working on a project.

She is extremely sensitive to the feelings of others.


She is sneaky.


She loves to please.


She never wants to be "in trouble".


She has a confident walk.


She is helpful...anytime, anywhere...always willing to help.


She will try anything you ask her to.


She makes friends easily.


She is easily irritated by her brother.


She cries over big and small things.


She has a way with animals.


She wants to grow up too quickly.


Her friends look up to her.


She is always on the move.


She expects a lot of herself and others.


She is so fun to be with.


She has a strong sense of fashion.


We love to giggle together.


She is a great listener.


She makes me a better Mom.


She loves to dance.


She just got glasses. Adorable.


Her memory retains every detail, each conversation.


She is fiercely observant.


I love talking to her.


I love to watch her face.


She still has her baby voice.


She is my daughter.


My Katie.