I remember the day she was born. I remember this shy little girl who didn’t want to leave my side. I remember her teddy bear never left her side. I remember at 3 her hair was finally filling in. I remember everything she did was so methodical. I remember how sad she was to leave her sisters and go to kindergarten. I remember she’s always being keenly aware of her emotions and how she’s feeling. I remember how beautifully she sang in church last year and how amazed I was by her voice. She has the most beautiful uniquely gray eyes. She loves music and dance. Happy Birthday my sweet Bella! I hope this year will better than the last and that your dreams will continue to come true.
I remember I didn’t sleep very well in anticipation of getting a call from the dr.
I remember being terrified not knowing what to expect…delivery and becoming a mother.
I remember when they put this tiny person on my stomach for the first time, I was amazed she was mine.
[spring 2001]
I remember her crying a lot.
I remember her first word was “du” aka “dude”.
I remember learning this new life together.
[fall 2001, photo by Jill]
I remember how much she loved winnie the pooh.
I remember reading “Goodnight Moon” and “Will You Still Love Me” over and over again.
I remember she knew the alphabet by name by 18 months.
I remember not knowing that was early.
[birthday 2003]
I remember 3 was the age she tried going down the slide for the first time.
I remember all she ate was peanut butter and honey sandwiches.
I remember my mom was the one who finally got her potty trained.
I remember how much she loved Blues Clues.
I remember how much she disliked swimming.
[spring 2004]
I remember wondering if she was autistic (I was not the only one).
I remember getting her tested and was relieved when they told me she wasn’t even on the spectrum.
I remember her reciting movies after only seeing them once.
[fall 2004]
I remember how hard it was for me to watch her walk into the big world without me.
I remember witnessing her blossom into the bright chatty little girl I know today.
I remember how picky she was about food.
I remember how she loved to communicate with notes. Still does.
[june 2005]
I remember how she needed time to herself.
I remember how much her look changed when she got her big teeth.
I remember how much she loved hello kitty.
[fall 2006]
I remember watching her fears recede as her prayers where answered.
I remember each of her stuffed animals and how important they are to her.
[birthday 2007]
She’s one of the most generous people I know. She told me recently she stayed in from recess to help a friend clean up his desk. When I asked her about it she said, “I’m always willing to help when I can.”
She enjoys being funny.
She loves reading.
She love hamburgers and really wants to try 5guys.
She watches shows like Everyday Italian and Nova by choice.
She loves animals and wants to be a vet.
[Sept 2008]
She will talk your ear off if you let her.
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She has the biggest heart and will do anything for her sisters.
She soaks up everything she hears.
She has a strong testimony of Jesus Christ.
She finally wants to learn to ride a bike so she can ride to school and save the earth by not driving so much. (her words).
She is dying to see the Disney Earth movie coming out next month.
She loves the song Mr. Roboto.
She loves getting a compliment.
She is beautiful in every way imaginable and at times I can’t believe she’s mine. Actually, I’m keenly aware that she’s mine for a reason and thank God she was brought to our family.
She teaches me a lot about life.
She loves with her whole heart and I do believe she sees people from the inside out.
she’s nine.
[few months old spring 2000]
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