dear silly girl,
today, you are three! i can’t believe it!
but then again, i can.
it’s been a full ride these past three years. and they’ve been wonderful! you really are my sunshine!
i told aunt jennifer i was thinking about waking you up at 11:45 tonight.
jennifer: you gonna wake her up and sing to her?
me: no. i’m gonna wake her up and say, “PUSH HARD! PUSH HARD!” which is what i was hearing at 11:45 on march 17th in 2011.
i still despise that nurse to this day.
when are they gonna learn that when you’re pushing every 10 seconds, you ARE pushing hard? pushing the air right out of your body.
i kept it together. i didn’t even cut my eyes at her.
then, daddy thought he’d be supportive and say, “yeah, honey, just push hard.” to which i snipped, “I AM PUSHING HARD!”
he meant well. but he wasn’t the one who was deprived of oxygen and trying to convince a princess, who was quite comfortable where she was, to come out.
but that’s neither here nor there.
you were born on st. patrick’s day (just for joanna) at 11:45. they played lullaby music in the lobby as soon as you came out so everyone would know you had arrived.
they should have played rock music. or starships by nicki minaj (your favorite song).
you are a celebration every single day.
you are joy.
you are my lucky charm.
happy birthday, baby!