Six years ago yesterday I became the mom to three.  And not just boys anymore, but I finally had me a girl.emoticon

The circumstances were um, not ideal.  If anyone ever considers delivering a baby at Madican Army Medical Center, RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN.emoticon  Thanks to them and their lame policies, I couldn't reflect upon her birth or at least three weeks without sobbing.  (No, I am not exaggerating.)

However.  I had my sweet girl.emoticon

L was my best sleeper.  She was my only thumb-sucker.  She was a VERY easy baby.  (Probably because of her good sleeping and thumb sucking! emoticon

From 6-9 months she didn't gain an ounce, so she was officially labeled "failure to thrive."  We tried it ALL.  She was refusing ME when it came time to nurse.  We tried solids (only the highest fat and calories - none of that cereal or veggies!).  We did 6 oz. of formula daily.  Nada.  We ran tests, tests, and more tests.  Still nada.

Then one day she just started growing and hasn't stopped.  She went from the 25th percentile to the 95th in no time.  I still am not sure just what the problem was - the only thing I can think of is that she had a slight cold.emoticon

L is all girl - loves Barbies, dresses, dolls, and DRAMA. emoticon   But don't let her fool ya.  With three brothers she knows how to play boy stuff like Star Wars and Lord of the Rings just fine.

L is a total daddy's girl.  She almost never draws me pictures, but Daddy's office is plastered with pictures of her and - you guessed it - Daddy. emoticon  SOMETIMES she'll include me - you can tell it's me because of my glasses.emoticon

She is such a precious girl...I am so blessed!!!emoticon