I cannot imagine where the years have gone. I remember the day Racheal was born like it was yesterday. I woke up around 1:00am feeling a bit crampy, not unlike the previous few days/weeks. Within the hour I knew it was real labour and woke my husband up. He dawdled a bit and got a shower and grabbed some tea and food. By the time we were making the 20 minute drive, he was running red lights. I was 8cm dilated when we got to the hospital and she was born at 3:17am. She was this perfect pink little girl and I was in awe of her. I had 2 boys previously, my sister had 2 boys, my brother had 2 boys, my husband was 1 of 5 boys (1 girl) so I had expected that I would continue to have boys and I loved being a Mother to boys, so this was unexpected. Racheal was perfect as far as newborns go. She had a perfect round head, and pink skin and rosy plump lips, and a light covering of dark hair. She even scored a 10 on the APGAR scale, which is almost unheard of. When they placed her in my arms I was in love. She continues to amaze me today. A heart so big and kind, she is a Mother to all she meets. She has such an
entrepreneurial spirit, owning a successful businessfor many years. Although she is talking about post secondary school next year, I know she will continue to search for things outside the box, and I love that about her. She is always searching for ways to understand herself better, not afraid to walk through the pain to reach the joy on the other side. She is beautiful inside and out. The dark hair turned blond, but the rosy plump lips still are there. I am still in awe of her.
