family, knitting, living

My first girl

I am going to indulge myself in another walk down memory lane.  So, if you are looking for knitting… is not the day.

My first girl, Grey, turned six today.  We all spent the day at the Children’s Museum playing and playing and playing.  We had the best day in a long time.  No deadlines, no place to be, nothing but focus on having a good time and celebrating Grey.

Most of you who read my blog know Grey well.  But, some of you may not.  Grey is very in touch with other people’s feelings, she is lively and curious.  She is sweet and spends a good deal of her time in the clouds talking to fairies, her grandmother (who passed well before she was ever born), her dead cats and really anyone or anything she might think should give a listen. 

I was thinking about the day she was born all day today.  She was a week or more late and I was desperate to have her.  I had been to the doc that Friday and he said that he would schedule my induction for the next week because there was no way I would go on my own.  I cried all the way home.  I had gained 55 pounds and was miserable.  I was so miserable, I stopped at Walgreens and bought Castor oil.  I drank it at a stop light and almost threw up.  Any way, we had supper club that night at Lori’s house.  (When we lived in the boro’, we were blessed with many friends who got together once a month for Friday night dinner.)  They all knew I was miserable, so everyone of them gathered around and did a labor dance for me.  I was in the center of the dance and I laughed so hard I thought I would have Grey right there.   Henry and I eventually left to go to another party.  I couldn’t take it so I left him there and went home.  Within a few hours I was calling to get him home.  By noon on Saturday Grey was here. 

Meeting Grey was the most inexplicable experience of my life.  All I could think of was that the little thing I held in my arms was made by me and Henry out of some random cells.  She was and still is a miracle. 

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5 responses

  1. Happy Birthday Grey!!!!!!!! What a big girl you are!! I remember that day you were born so well. I was newly pregnant with Griffin when we went to the hospital to see you. When I held you I thought you looked just like your momma. So pretty!
    I have enjoyed watching you grow!! Happy Birthday!!

    January 13, 2008 at 9:55 am

  2. Anne R.

    I’m one of the ones who doesn’t know Grey–and now I know what I’m missing! My favorite photo is the one with the goggles. That girl has style! Hope all’s well in Iowa City.

    January 13, 2008 at 6:25 pm

  3. slippingthroughmyfingers

    Anne, All is quite well, in no small part, thanks to you! Amy is super. I am so glad to have met her. Thank you so much for introducing us and keying me into all fo the little things that make Iowa City ROCK!

    January 13, 2008 at 6:57 pm

  4. becca

    Happy birthday with lots of love from France. I am so sorry I miss seeing you grow up and getting to be a part of your life! We all love you here!

    January 14, 2008 at 10:25 am

  5. Oh, happy birthday Ms. Grey! Sarah sure does miss you. I had forgotten your birthday is so close to Sarah’s. Hers is in just a couple of weeks and Ruby’s is this Thursday! We hated that we didn’t get to see you over Christmas. Sarah said just yesterday that she will miss you at her birthday party. When you guys come back to TN next time we want to see you! Hope your birthday was good. Oh, and Sarah is about to lose her first tooth too!

    January 14, 2008 at 11:25 pm