This pretty little lady turns FOUR tomorrow.
We’re feelin’ four every single minute. When she meets someone new now, she first tells them she got a new haircut (“Miss Lilly cut it!”) and then she shares that it’s almost her birthday.
Annie is our sweet Bee, and we think four is gonna be a great year. She’s totally into helping with whatever anyone is doing, conversations with complete strangers (which is entirely charming), almost (!) reading, keeping up with her big sisters, going to the beach, new bathing suits and dresses, Peg+Cat, new summer sandals, looking for birds’ nests in trees, kitty cats, the alphabet, Mr Rogers, playing in the creek, asking questions (lots!), and hugs. Lots of those.
(Annie with her Great Gramma Jane, 2012)
I think every mama of large families has that one birth that they remember the most: whether it was the easiest, most difficult, most anticipated, best doctor.
Annie’s birth was that “one” for me. After the loss of several babies in a row, I was so happy to hold a baby. There was a very long season of life where I wasn’t sure that would ever happen again, and I felt that the Lord was asking me to give that up and live in and enjoy my life as it was, not as I was hoping it would be.
And then, we were blessed with the prettiest baby girl that I never thought we’d meet. It was such a gift to be able to deliver at a stand-alone birthing center, experience a water birth, have our dear friend Dawn help us as our doula, and to enjoy such an undeserved gift given to our family.
Happy Birthday, Annie Bee. We’re all so glad you came to us four short years ago.