I love anything in pink

Oh, Lord Jesus, thank you so much for this tiny dark haired blessing.

And thank you for her soft, chubby cheeks...I think You added extra chubbiness just for me.

Help me to have self control and not to bruise her when I squeeze and kiss on them.

But above all, may she grow to love her Creator with all of her mind, strength and soul.

Thank you all so much for your prayers and sweet comments on the last post and in e-mails. You all have blessed us more than you can know.

Okay...

I have to tell you a little pre-Juliana birth story.

It was approximately 10 in the morning on Wednesday, June 3rd...

We were allowed into Alyssa's room after she received her epidural.

There was my girl, lying in her bed.

Was that a halo I saw above her?

No, it was just the glow of anticipation of the birth of her little girl

I glided over to her bed and stood next to her beautiful glowing face. Lovingly and so motherly, I caressed her forehead and gave her a kiss.

It was a beautiful Kodak moment that nobody in the room captured.

A moment that will have to remain in my memory.

That is when she looked at me with disgust both embedded on her face and in her voice when she asked me,

"Do you have "Dog" on?"

Me: "What?"

She not so nicely continued, "You smell like Kane."

Okay, Kane is our son Aaron's dog.

Clearly offended, I started to explain that I had just showered and instead of rolling around in Kane's dog house like she must think I did, I had put Bath and Body Works, Sensual Amber lotion on for this special day.

But my Mother quickly interrupted my defense with, a whispered but authoritave "Just go" and waved me into the corner of the room.

Gene just laughed as I obeyed my Mom while smelling my arms.

DOG.

I suppose I should be relieved that I smelled like this dog instead of

this one.

Duane Chapman or better knows as Dog the Bounty Hunter who has a show on the A&E channel hunting criminals, just doesn't look like someone who smells like Sensual Amber.

From my view in the corner I think the halo-ish looking glow that had framed my daughter left the room. She suddenly looked irritated and a little grumpy. And perhaps nauseous since her mother smelled like a black lab/boxer mix.

Oh well...somehow she let me back into her personal space just in time for the birth, but if you look closely at my Mother's face here during delivery...maybe I did smell like I was drenched in Dog.

Have a great weekend.

I will try to post the pictures of the Sisters meeting for the first time last night.

It was too precious.

Amiyah stared and poked at her

rubbed her head

pretended to cry too

played peek a boo

and after not getting any response from Juliana Pearl

attempted to lay on her.

All as if to say...

She's a Keeper!


~Many Blessings~