4 years ago

was my last first day of school as a teacher.  I did not know it at the time, but the Lord plans our steps.  I can not believe how quickly these years have flown by.   The days from time to time are longer than ever, but the weeks, months, and years seem like a flash of light.

I remember very clearly at lunch time that day thinking something was going on, but telling myself I was a hypochondriac first time pregnant lady and all was fine; probably more excitement to meet the rest of your class periods.  I waited until 8th period when I met all my students to finally step out and call the doctor to let them know what I was feeling.  They told me to get right in.  4 hours and a C-section later, I was holding our precious little Kirby Rose.  I will never forget each of those moments for as long as I live.  God is so good, he's so good to me.

If you have ever met Kirby, you know she is a smile and eyes you will never forget.  Her heart is always spunky and her mind is always racing.  She is so much of her daddy and so much of me all in one bundle of joy.  Thank you Lord, for this precious child that we prayed for.  She is beyond anything I ever could have imagined.  You are so good, so good to me.

This year we decided to keep her celebration small ... just to family, because that is big enough.  I want Kirby to grow up knowing we celebrate her life for sure, but that it is not about the presents or the hoopla, it is about the people who love you in your life.  The relationships that Christ has laid before you and what each of them mean to you.

A friend of mine made these adorable cookies.  The pictures do not do them justice because I left them in the sealed bags.  The top series of pictures is of Kirby holding up the Olaf body parts.  How cute is that?  They got to build their own snowman in August!  

"Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward."

Psalm 127:3