Today was a party for my niece that turned ten years old.
My mind wanders back to the day she was born.
A tiny little baby that was born a little early.
Tipping the scales at only 4 pounds.
I remember seeing her after she was born and felt in awe she was so tiny yet so strong. She loudly cried and was wigging all over.
When I held her my arms trembled. She fit in the crook of my arm. Her eyes were focused on me. There was an IV in her arm and I heard a little whimper because it must have bothered her.
Every day that little baby grew some.
After about a month she came home to the loving arms of our family.
When I look at her now I can’t help to remember those first days.
She loves to dress up, adores her dolls and likes to spend time with her Aunt!
I will always remember when she was the tiniest member of our family!