Yesterday my little girl turned 11. Eleven years since I held my sweet first daughter in my arms. The daughter I had prayed for with all my heart. An answer to my prayers.

I should have known she would be a total dream come true just from my birth experience. I was a week over due and my doctor decided to induce my labor. The night before her oldest brother, who was 4 at the time, was up sick most of the night. When I checked in for my induction that morning I was a little tired and looking forward to a nap. The doctor checked me and I was all of 1 centimeter dilated. He started me on the pitocin and also gave me an epidural at the same time so I could go to sleep (I love him so much). Knowing, from past experience, that my labors are generally long and that there would most likely be no action for several hours, I sent hubby home to check on our sick son. He left reluctantly (one of my best girl friends stayed with me) and I went to sleep. Forty five minutes later I woke up with a very strong urge to go to the bathroom. I let the nurse know and she stated she had better check me first, just in case. I started laughing and thought she was being ridiculous but didn't put up a fuss. She immediately looked me in the eyes and very firmly stated "do not move, if you sneeze this baby will come flying out!". I informed her this baby could not come now because I had sent my husband home and he had to be there for the birth. She didn't really seem all that worried about Dave not being there, the doctor was another story. My girlfriend quickly called Dave and told him to run, run, run, do not walk, to the hospital immediately. The doctor came quickly in, I barely pushed once, and out she came. She was the most beautiful, petite little thing I had ever seen. I immediately fell completely and wonderfully in love with this child. Five minutes later her Dad came frantically running into the room. I still feel so guilty to this day he missed her birth. Needless to say he never left my side for the next two children, but of course they took there sweet time joining us. I have never again had a birth where I literally felt no pain and the baby just fell out. She was such a thoughtful child even from the very beginning. lol.

Yesterday, after church, the two of us along with her best friend escaped for a day of fun. Having three brothers she requested a girl day that would not include her brothers farting, burping, or having some sort of testosterone driven fit. I could hardly deny her this.

We went to lunch, then went for a manicure and pedicure. We stopped for frozen yogurt on the way to the mall at her favorite place. I had several coupons for one of her favorite stores so she and her girlfriend were able to get matching swim suits and a couple of new outfits. We shopped for several hours and then met her friends mom and sister for dinner for some fun girl talk (again with no burping and farting). We had an awesome day and I am so thankful I was able to spend this special time with her and the girls.

We have both decided we need to do something like this more often. While we love the boys it is so nice to just get to be girls every once in a while. We can't wait until little sister is old enough to join us.