09 February 2007


At 2:30 that day the doctor said,
"Nope, not today. I'll see you next week."
Nodding my head I walked out of his office
Assenting to his professional opinion, but feeling otherwise.

At 8pm that evening she was with us
No time for paperwork
No time for

At 1am I lay in the bed, cradling her to me
New and beautiful, sleeping peacfully
Nursing, snuggling- her head the softest velvet
Another daughter. I love this!

And now today she's grown by 3 years! I'm
Not prepared to let the baby years slip by.
Never enough time to smell her hair, watch her suck her thumb.
Agony for a mom, to watch their babies get big.

Ah, how she loves to be a big girl!
No holding her back. She's into everything!!
Now I can't even get her to snuggle with me in the morning.
As soon as she wakes up she's on the move.

Anything left of her babyhood, I'll hold as
Near to my heart as I can. Trying
Not to smother her in the process.
Ah, I love my ANNA!


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Anna is going to love reading these sweet words about herself when she gets older! (Just don't show them to her for the first time on her 13th birthday. There would definitely be some rolling eyes, huffing and puffing, and big, whiny, "Mommmm!") :)

Your daughters must certainly be a joy to you!

4:43 PM  
Blogger Roberta said...

So sweet!
That Momma intuition...rarely wrong.
Happy Birthday to Anna. :) :) :)

3:06 AM  
Blogger L.L. Barkat said...

yes, that's the mom's dilemma... grow up! Don't grow up! (not that we have much control over it anyway)...

happy birthday, dear Anna...

8:35 AM  
Blogger Michelle Gregory said...

What a coincidence - I have an Anna at home too. She's 5.

11:06 AM  
Blogger Heather said...

Happy B-day, Anna! Maybe you should help Mommy bake something today.
(Yes, I'm pure evil.)

3:45 PM  
Blogger Erin said...

Anna the Independent. She has insisted this entire week that she is turning EIGHT. Not three, EIGHT. So unbridled, we can't even tell her how old she is going to be.
She also told me recently that she needed "pie acy" on the training potty. I was summarily shown the door. Which slammed behind me.

Purely Evil Heather, I beat you to the punch and baked her b-day treat while she was supposed to be napping (when the reality is that she was standing in her crib for an hour, hollering to me that rest time was OVER!). Interestingly, she chose brownies instead of a birthday cake this year. Girl after my own heart.

3:56 PM  
Blogger gramarty said...

That's how I felt about you...and you just kept growing. You don't even suck your thumb any more! Not much of your babyhood left but I will forever hold you near to my heart.

Sweet baby Anna. I took the first picture of her sucking her thumb. Ahhhh...the blessed thumb...and Fra Dot-ty.

She was nonplussed by my rendition of "Happy Birthday" this morning. No wonder...I kept saying she was THREE! Silly Gamma!

I love you, Sweet Girl.

You just jump every yellow veggie you can! (yjjeyvyc)

12:09 AM  
Blogger gramarty said...

...but those hard growing pains that mothers must suffer are wrapped in so much joy.

As hard as it was to let you get big and bigger, I'm pretty pleased with the result!

Jump because our zeal and awe qualify joy!

I love you. Mom

12:26 AM  
Blogger Carolanne said...

I think it's fun watching our kids grow up and watching their personality develop and grow.
Happy birthday to your daughter!

7:13 AM  
Blogger Kelley said...

As one who has a few birthday buddies of my own, I'm glad that Anna and Jack share their special day. I planned the 9th for Jack to arrive...Anna planned the 9th for herself to arrive :). Just wish they were able to know each other better, for longer than their first year together. Jack spent most of yesterday yelling "I'm free!" He had a great, happy-go-lucky, no-attitude day, which means it was a very special day indeed!

9:39 AM  
Anonymous Robin said...

Guess what? My 9-year-old son snuck into my room last week, and waited quietly until I turned toward him. After I startled, I pulled back the covers and he crawled into bed and let me spoon him. I inhaled his body...and the moment. (Tad had already left for work early)

Anna will still let you snuggle her...it'll just be in smaller doses :).

12:35 PM  

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