Tomorrow my Lilli will be 4.
That just blows my mind.
Partially because I HAVE NO MORE BABIES, I HAVE GIANTS!!! And partially because I have complete muscle memory of her birth and I really shouldn't still be able to feel it after all this time.
I'm not re-posting her birth story or even linking to it, since any time I read it or think about it I get some pretty unpleasant flashbacks. But I will tell you that although she was a surprise baby, and although her birth was PAINFUL, she has a special gift of being really easy to love. And she gives all the love back times a billion. I adore every molecule of her being and there would be a huge hole in my life (although I wouldn't know why it was there) if she'd never been born.
She's chosen "Old McDonald's" for her birthday restaurant and has a laundry list of other activities that she would like to do tomorrow when David and I get home from work.
I'll take pictures.