I have already typed a post for Logan's Birthday, but I just keep feeling like I cannot find the right words to express to her how much she means to me. Logan is and has been the most wonderful kid in the world. I was so worried when she was born. She weighed in at 9 pounds 8 ounces, and was 22 inches long. Prior to being born, and during the process, Logan's chin was up and a little too awkward to fit through. She began to have fetal stress after having my water break several hours earlier. I was not dilating or thinning. Dr Smith came rushing into the room and suggested an emergency c-section. John and I agreed and within 30 minutes or so, we had a sweet "large" baby girl. She was immediately whisked away from me and was taken into the NICU, where she stayed for the first 6 days of her life. He had trouble breathing and her blood count was low (or high--it was all a sad blur.) I was so worried because I was not receiving answers about her...I had no idea why I wasn't with her in my room. I really felt like they were keeping secrets about her health from me! I left the hospital without my first baby. Since then, it is a rare occasion that she goes to the doctor for anything besides her well-child check-ups. She has been a healthy girl! She was lucky enough to inherit Johns tall jeans. I cannot believe what an old soul my Logan is. She has been so fabulous to have around to help me with both Jensyn and Jack. Seriously, if I knew I wouldn't get arrested I totally would trust her to tend them both for a few hours. She is not content with a simple answer, ever, under any circumstance. She thinks and analyzes most everything that she hears. She is an arm folder, a quiet observer of people, and a leader among her friends. I am so grateful for Logan and all that she teaches me, because she really teaches me a lot. She loves one on one time with both John and I. She will always take the long drive out to the dump with John early Saturday mornings, and she will shop all day with me. I am so thankful for Logan's life, and that she is mine. Interestingly, she is everything that I pictured when I dreamed of my first little girl. I am thankful that she is healthy and happy. For that I am so lucky. I have been thinking about her going into first grade this fall and it breaks my heart. I am going to have to let her be away from me for like 8 hours a day!
Logan, I love you so much. I love your smile, your heart, and you. You are so wonderful and have been wonderful since the day you were born. (Really, you slept at least 10 hours through the night from the day I brought you home from the hospital.) Thank you for your quiet discreet ways, I hope they never leave. I hope that you are YOU for the rest of your life. .
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