Dear Darsey May,
You are an amazing blessing to Daddy and me. After literally years of apprehension about your arrival (on my part), we are blessed beyond our wildest expectations. (I know, I know, every parent say this!) But honestly, I interrupted this blog post to wake you up and move you to the basement during a tornado warning. You never cried or said a word until I finished singing Jesus Loves Me as I was trying to keep you entertained without putting you down on the yucky basement floor. You clapped and asked to go back to bed. How precious!
You are an amazing blessing to Daddy and me. After literally years of apprehension about your arrival (on my part), we are blessed beyond our wildest expectations. (I know, I know, every parent say this!) But honestly, I interrupted this blog post to wake you up and move you to the basement during a tornado warning. You never cried or said a word until I finished singing Jesus Loves Me as I was trying to keep you entertained without putting you down on the yucky basement floor. You clapped and asked to go back to bed. How precious!
Happy Birthday, May. (Your current name for yourself!) We celebrated all month. Even though you were so sick on your birthday, you tried your best to smile and have fun.
Love you,
Mom
Love you,
Mom
Fun fun birthday party. MiMi thinks she's pretty special. She makes me smile.
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