Today Hallie turns 4...tomorrow I turn 27.

Crazy to think that 4 years ago today was probably the very longest day of my life. Our little miss Hallie did NOT wish to leave her cozy water bed and join the rest of world...even though all the water had been drained. Instead of making her exit in a timely manner and finding her own way into existance, our kind Doctor got ahold of her head with a contraption that looked a whole lot like my salad tongs I had at home, and yanked our subborn little fetus into the room. She was not happy about this. I was exhausted and not too happy with this person who had just made my life a living hell....but from the minute she was born her Daddy was wrapped around her little finger. I looked at him (as the doctor was trying to put me back together, one painful stitch at a time) and watched him take our beautiful little tightly wrapped burrito into his arms and the tears started running down his face. Matt's not a cryer, but I could tell this moment changed him instantly. This perfect, stubborn little baby took him from being a man to being a Father. And the change suited him well. Since then things have not changed much. She's still stubborn and wonderful...and he's still wrapped around her little finger. Happy happy birthday Hallie dear. We love you.
ps- the reason you will not see any pictures of me from Hallie being born or anytime soon after her birth is because I'm extremely obese and cringe when I see those pictures of myself. I have deleted them more than once and Matt always finds a way to recover them and put them back in the little computer file where they belong.