Five Years Ago Today

We welcomed the smallest of my littles into this world.

Muffin was born almost 8 weeks early.  She was just over 5 lbs, and she couldn't breathe on her own.  She was rushed to the NICU where she spent the next ten-ish days (sorry, the details get fuzzy after 5 years).  She was hooked up to IV's and breathing tubes and tons of other tubes and cords. 

I do remember the first time I got to hold her.

It was on my birthday, when she was 3 days old.

It was the best birthday gift I have ever received.

I also remember leaving the hospital without her.  Worse feeling in the entire world.

 

This one was taken just before she was allowed to come home.

You can see the bruises on her tiny hands from the multiple pokes and IVs.

Six Months

Twelve (ish) Months  (She wanted to go play outside with the big kids)

Eighteen Months - Easter.  Completely annoyed she couldn't find as many eggs as the other kids.

Three years old - A photo shoot for the Nutcracker Tea

It was about this time that she got her nickname of Muffin - She's always a ragamuffin, even when I try to do her hair and clean her up.

Four - Riding Beth's horse.  She looks so tiny.

We have a joke that stated about this time.

She asked if she could go play outside and my answer was "Not in bare feet."

Her response was "I have kitty feet, not bear feet!"

she got to play outside in her bare "kitty feet"

and

Five.

Happy Birthday Muffin.