Miss M and Minnie

She did not even mind her Minnie Mouse tutu dress, really, she loved it.

Anxiously awaiting present time.

The whole family enjoyed Minnie at Miss M's party.

Miss M, posing by her adorable cake (please notice her high heels)

Miss M on her actual birthday, just finished singing Happy B'day to herself

I've been somewhat emotional for about 1 week now. Miss M turned 2 on October 29. Just seems like yesterday that S and I were heading to the hospital wondering what having a little girl was going to be like. Never in my wildest dreams would I have ever dreamt of how much joy, laughter, smiles, and drama a little girl would bring to all of us. Not to mention she is the last baby in our family and my immediate family. Needless to say she is rotten. I remember saying with the other pregnancies that I would just as soon have boys that I thought they would be easier. But with the third "unexpected" pregnancy I secretly hoped it would be a girl just for something different and the hopes that one day I would have a best friend in my daughter the way my mom has one with me and my sisters. My hopes came true but even after the level 2 ultrasound and the tech saying its a girl, non-chalantly, I still could not believe it.

We proceeded to expect a girl and the house began to look like a pink monster had thrown up all over the place. We were so excited about having a little girl that we just couldn't stand it. Not to take anything away from either boy-they had fulfilled every little boy dream we

could have ever had about them seeing that they are both 110% boys. I was loving the idea that all the shopping would be totally different. I had grown tired of passing down little boy hand-me-downs to little S. I was ecstatic about all the bows, frills, and girly stuff that I could, until now, only admire. Also, the fact that I had saved all of my dolls, barbies, dance costumes etc. I now had someone that may love them and not wonder why I had saved them, not to mention the wedding dress we had preserved ( I know, what are the chances of her wanting to wear the white dress, but maybe she will just like looking at it)and all the little girl things I had saved. Big S was ecstatic because everyone had told him that he would have a "daddy's little girl" not that the boys were not totally in to him, he just knew how boys love their moms.

Well, 2 years into raising a little girl she is all that and then some. Miss M is ALL girl and I love it. I still have fears that since she is a younger sister to 2 strapping boys that she may grow up to be somewhat a tomboy but I still hope that she is just one tough girly girl. She loves shoes, especially her new "Minnie Mouse" high heels, loves her fingernail polish, however,she does not like bows. She has the sweetest voice ever, just the other night at 3am she was singing "Twinkle, Twinkle little Star" and I think S and my heart swelled twice its normal size. The boys adore her and she adores them. Whenever she gets hurt or in trouble, she wants J---or "boys" (she doesn't call him S-- but boys). They watch her like little men and do not mind having her around. Its easy to say we love her like crazy.

This year we celebrated Miss M turning 2 with her favorite thing in the whole world. We visited Disney in April and ever since then she has had a love for Minnie. Well, Minnie visited Miss M at her party and she really enjoyed herself. T your the best and such a great sport for helping us out. Miss M had no idea but we will tell her when she understands and she will love you all the more. Happy Birthday Miss M, thanks for all the joy, love and drama. One day I will let you hear your recording of your sweet self singing happy birthday to you. As daddy says, you are "Babylicious"!

God always knows exactly what we need. S and I had thought we were finished having children and He knew we needed Miss M. Through circumstances (we may discuss the sowewhat miraculous conception at a later blog) God gave us this sweet little girl. She is such a blessing, as are the boys, but just knowing she was not planned for and how God gave her to us at a perfect time just proves to me all the more that everything He does is always for the good. Thank you God for allowing me to be the mom to Miss M, S and J. They are the light of my life and I am getting to do what I always wanted to do...be a mom.