has stolen my heart.
She's my baby. Number 4.
The one who screamed her head off in the delivery room for over an hour. :)
Sometimes, she still screams.
And cries.
And throws tantrums. It's how she voices her opinion, apparently. She IS number 4. You can't survive being number 4 without some spunk.
She's also goofy. Like when she insists on wearing her winter hat during church. (This is her with my best friend Bethany's daughter, Kennady.)
Right now, it seems like everyone is pregnant.
Like my sister Emma, the aforementioned Bethany, and every other married woman my age. Or so it seems. Me? I'm adjusting to life without an infant!! ;-)
I look at my baby girl quite often and pray, "Lord...thank you. THANK YOU. You knew how much i would need her." She has been a balm during so much hurt. My sweet little girl. My number 4. My "baby" while I rejoice in everyone else having their babies.
And don't get me wrong...I love all my babies.
Every single one of them.
They are such a joy in my life.
But today, I've just happened to be thinking about this one...
And thanking the Lord for blessing me with her life. As I type this, she's laying her head on my arm and singing along to Carrie Underwood. I could kiss her face all day. Sometimes, it seems like I do. And she lets me. :) If I'm really lucky, she kisses me back.
I love her.
I can't help it.
She's my baby. :)
What a beautiful blog. You brought tears to my eyes. I still remember the night she was born and hearing her scream almost all the way into the waiting room.
ReplyDeleteI know this isn't how you envisioned your life's direction. But you are faithful to God and He is completely faithful to you, and I know through Him you will push through this storm and come out a better and more intricate person.
Lexi sure is an awesome gift, and I'm so glad that God saw fit to give her to you.
I love you.
Thanks for sharing that, Liz. She is a very blessed little girl. It still hurts my heart deeply about November 16th.
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