|Here is my precious!|
She's been work from the get go. She wouldn't (and I really do mean would NOT nurse) She only wanted Daddy at night. You'd think that would make me happy, but if I'm honest, it hurt my feelings a little bit. She didn't sleep through the night for almost a year (the other 2 were all nighters by 12 weeks), and she her communication delays linger on. Her screams can blind you, and she is stubborn as the day is long. I won't even get started on her mischievousness.
That being said...
She has musical laughter. She is friendly to everyone regardless of communicational or physical abilities. She's creative. She dances. She's loving. She's scrappy. She's smart and bright. She could Calvin and Hobbes a run for their money in the mischief department. (There is a bit of the love-hate when it comes to mischief: I don't like to pick up the mess, but I so admire the creativity. I'm all, "My baby is so smart. It's a shame they have to die.") She is loving. She is funny. I'm sure she's part cat. And you'd be amazed and a little sad at how hard she tries...to be like everyone else.
May the Good Lord bless her with good health, the will to improve, the strength to carry on, friends who love her the way she is, and that she will serve the Lord all the days of her life; that her joy may be full and her destiny fulfilled.
Happy Birthday Baby Angel! I'm so glad and blessed that you're my girl! Momma loves you!