Remembering Anna’s arrival.
It’s Anna’s 5th birthday today. Holy crap, I can hardly belive that my baby is five.
For some reason, this year I’ve found myself really remembering the time around her birth, from the days leading up to the long and challenging birth itself and then the first weeks at home.
(Okay, I’m a spaz with the pictures. I have no idea why there are white spaces and dotted lines. Trying to fix it is making it worse, so I’m stopping now!)
These pictures remind me of so much. Of our joyful anticipation of Anna’s arrival. Of her peaceful and alert entrance into the world, despite the fact that she was in an operating room. Of all the arms that were there to hold her in those early weeks. Of how little Maggie was, and how long and red her hair used to be! But mostly of how that was the time that somehow we transitioned from a married couple with a child to a full-fledged family. And though I still sometimes yearn to have just-one-more, our family does feel complete. Thanks to Anna.
As Justin Roberts says,
“Who knew a baby sister
could come along and make us realize
how much we’d always missed her….”
–Cartwheels and Somersaults
(listen to the whole song here)
Happy Birthday, Anna! We sure do love you.