I cannot believe our little girl is going to be a YEAR old this Wednesday!...I am foreseeing a couple of reminiscent posts this week if I have the time (birthday party beckons)...for sure on the actual day.
It seems just like yesterday (or exactly a year ago today) that Stan and I woke up, went to church, drove to Jackson, checked into our hotel, went to the Bass Pro shop to get his dad a gift, and ate dinner at Macaroni Grill where the sweetest lady was our waitress and wrote the nicest note on our receipt ("Congratulations! It's a girl!")...she didn't know our hearts were heavy but strangely full of hope at the same time. We then went back to our room, and I had the most difficult time getting to sleep, and staying asleep for that matter, because labor was beginning to make me nervous :).
I thought Anniston's birthday would be the next day, June 1st, but it wasn't...
Truth be told: I don't want to write this on her birthday day post, so I will just say it here that looking back on the day she was born, it was the worst and the best day. It was so hard waking up in a room with her apart from me and not having ever seen her. If it weren't for her heart, I do not know if I would have believed she was mine. I'm sorry, this is so incredibly selfish, but a mom is supposed to be the first person to see her baby...not the last. But, it was the best day because I got to see her. She looked perfect and so so sweet.
I realize now that the day really was not too bad (perspective) and could have been infinitely worse...
I am overwhelmed because there is an abundance of gratefulness filling my heart right now. At that time, I honestly knew deep down that she would still be here for her first birthday and many, many, many birthdays beyond, but that doesn't mean that there were not moments weak in faith along the way. I look at her, and I am astounded at all that she has overcome, only with the Lord's power. Shoot, Stan and I have been able to stand only because of His strength.
Humbled is the word I am looking for...I am humbled knowing that this all could have turned out much different, and I am most humbled that God chose me and Stan to be Anniston's parents. What an honor.