Happy Birthday, Sunshine!

Here she is, born 28 years ago today! She was 7 pounds 1.5 ounces, 19 3/4 inches long and the little girl I had dreamed of. There are no traumatic stories with both an easy labor and birth. In fact we pulled the Sunday morning newspaper from the box on the way out of the driveway and by 6:54 a.m. she was born.

Back in the day, we did not have an ultrasound unless the doctor forsaw troubles. I was so thrilled when I found out that I shouted "It's a girl, it's a girl!" The other woman delivering that morning did not have as easy a time as me, evidenced by her notsopleasant screams. When we met each other in the recovery room I asked if she was the one that had the 10 pound baby. She said "Yes...are you the one that had the little girl?"

What a blessing this child has been. Now she is a beautiful young woman with a wonderful husband and a future bright with promise.

And still my sunshine. Happy birthday, Sarah... smile!