For Lilah

Today is a special day for us. It is Lilah Jane’s third birthday. It is special to me especially because she is my baby. My last baby and every experience I have with Lilah I know will be the last one I have. Her first steps, her first words, the crazy, interesting two’s and I have enjoyed every bit of the first three years of her life.

So to warn you from the beginning this is going to be a mushy mommy post and I am ok with that.

I remember when we brought Lilah Jane home I could tell from the beginning she was unlike my other three babies. She was feisty and loved to be held and cuddled. The twins may have liked to be cuddled as well but from the start they had to take turns, but not Lilah, she got all the cuddles from all of us at home and from everyone at church.

The moment I walked in the doors at Life Center someone lovingly grabbed her and cuddled her for the morning she was happily passed around and loved on from everyone. To this day Lilah loves to be cuddled she will no longer happily be passed to just anyone but if you are her favorite for that specific day she will love you to your heart’s content.

There was a moment when Lilah was around a week old when I really felt a special connection with her. This was the first time this had happened to me as a mother. Not that I didn’t bond with or connect with my older three, this time was different and unique just like she is. It was the middle of the night and she was crying, crying, crying. I remember I put her on my chest in the bed and leveled out my breathing. Pretty soon Lilah’s breathing fell into sync with my own and she became quiet and fell asleep. I realized in that moment that I had what she needed, that as her mommy she felt safe and calm with me.

Everyday with Lilah is an adventure; she keeps us on our toes. She has her daddy wrapped around her finger like no one else. Her brothers and sister love her dearly and she makes us all laugh on a daily basis. I am so excited to see who she becomes. To see the kinds of gifts and talents she has, to help shape and mold this little life is an amazing honor to us.

While I struggle to remember details of her birth… which I hate because like Lilah my mom struggled to remember details of my birth…I can only assume it is because we are both the youngest. I do remember we could not decide on this child’s name! We had a short list going into the hospital but we knew that when we saw her we would know.

Lilah Jane means lovey aroma and beloved. I think this suits her perfectly.

Happy Birthday Sweet Girl, you fill our home with love and laughter.