The memory of the first time I held her, though, is still crystal clear. It was the day after she was born and she was hungry, rooting against me with that rosebud mouth and squalling a little. The nurses were astonished and pleased she was trying to suckle my hospital shirt and urged me to try her out. (We were still pretending I could breast-feed then.)
She was perfect, from her shock of black hair to her tiny bird feet.
And tomorrow is both her third birthday and her first day of pre-school.
Happy Birthday, Rosemary.
16 comments:
happy birthday!
Happy Birthday little Rosey. And a job well done to you and Bear.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROSEY!!!
Happy day to her...and YOU!
Aw, lovely picture. Happy Birthday, Rosey.
What a beautiful story. Happy day to you both--you and your little Canadian baby.
Your writing shines in this, I can't help but comment on it. I feel like I want to underline certain phrases like an English teacher would and say, (like a hip teenager would) "Nice!"
xo,
SLl
Yay! Happy birthday, Rosey!!
Awww...Happy Birthday to your Rosey. I cannot wait until I have those memories that you have. I talk to Germ about it all the time, about how in my mind's eye I can see him holding our dark haired baby. Just gets me all warm and fuzzy.
Happy Birthday Rosie!!
That was a sweet story. And it put a lump in my throat to think of you dropping her off at her first day of pre-school.
Happy Birthday Rosey
Awwww... happy birthday, little one, and happy first day of preschool, too!
Awww! So sweet! Happy Birthday! And happy first day of school!
Happy birthday, Rosey!!
Happiest of birthdays little Rosey. Three already!
And first day at pre-school. Wow. Lots of fun!
How sweet! And happy birthday!
Happy Birthday sweet Rosey!
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