Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Happy Birthday Paige!

Happy birthday to our dear sweet daughter!

Your journey has been one marked by many ups and downs. You've always been a fighter, never giving up. You are my hero!

Your Daddy and I are so proud of you. We've watched you grow into this amazing girl, one who takes what life has to offer and runs with it. You are constantly trying to figure out ways to make your body and mind work in the world before you, even when it can be difficult.

You never quietly watch injustices being done to others but instead you boldly stand beside those who need your support and show others the right way to treat people. You are such an asset to humanity!

You are a WONDERFUL sister. Growing up as an only child, you are the exact sibling to Tyler that I wished I had.

We love you Monkey!!




Paige-after her confetti shower



I did it! We celebrated Paige's 13th birthday and I didn't cry the entire day!




Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Tears, tears and more tears

Since my last blog post a lot has changed in our lives, as it obviously should since I haven't blogged in 10 months. But one constant seems to be that I'm quite teary. It seems that every time I turn a corner something happens that makes me cry.

Good tears and bad.

Some people may not understand why the act of crying is a big deal to me, others will completely understand when I explain. See, for the past (almost) 13 years I've held my emotions tight. After my water broke (at 23 weeks) and Paige was born (at 25.5) weeks I learned that crying would do nobody any good. I learned to turn off the tears as soon as they would come to the surface. It was difficult at first but became easier as the years went on. I'm not emotionless by any means. I just don't really cry often.

But there are the moments in life when something catches me so off guard that the tears start to flow before I can stop them. Sometimes I wonder if all the tears I should have been shedding over the years aren't stored up somewhere in my body. When the faucet gets turned on, 13 years of tears are trying to pour out.

Now I can't seem to turn off the faucet. We've had some big changes over the past 10 months, been in some pretty emotion filled situations too. I am constantly fighting off tears. Even as I type this the tears are trying to come out.

I'm hoping that by blogging again I can deal with some of these feelings head on.

By the way... I've missed you all. Silly, I know. But it's true.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011