Happy 3rd Birthday Morgan

Morgan Lee Fury, born March 16th 2008.

My sweet girl who decided to come a few days early what a wonderful surprise! The doctor’s said that there was no way you were coming on the 16th, I might as well get comfortable because I was going to have a long labor. Two short hours later and 3 big pushes and you were here. From the first moment I saw you I loved you, I loved every part of you. You were so sweet, so little. As I watched them wrap you in that sweet little blanket I thought I would never get my hands on you…but once I did I knew I would never let you go. We spent the next 24 hours snuggling in the hospital; I couldn’t wait to get you home!

I anxiously awaited your arrival. I would lay clothes out on your changing table and imagine what they would look like on you! I would sit in the glider in your room and rock you and read you stories. I enjoyed every minute of preparing for you. I loved picking out your coming home outfit, designing your nursery, picking out your carseat, your baby swing, and researching the best baby monitors, the best bottles, I loved it!!

You were such a sweet baby girl, you slept all the time. I was such a nervous new mother. I woke you up every 2 hours to feed you…who does that to a baby who sleeps both day and night. I think I was probably the only mother on the plant to wake up a sleeping baby. You were to sleepy to eat so you didn’t gain weight in the beginning. The doctor told us to strip you down and put a cool rag or ice on the bottom of your feet. We hated every minute of it, we felt like such bad parents. It didn’t matter you slept right through it. About 3 weeks old you came alive!!! You were awake more you began to eat, you grew!

I loved to wrap you in blankets and snuggle up close to you I loved to hear your breath and smell your sweet smell!

I can’t believe how you have grown and changed. I can’t believe you are 3! I have loved every stage, every change.

You have always been so sweet, I remember when you started giving kisses, it made my day when I got my first kiss from those sweet lips. I was soon a little less excited when I saw you kiss the trashcan!!

You always stayed close to me, you still do. You never wanted to be in a room by yourself, and I am so glad you wanted me to be with you!

I love to see you fold your hands and bow your head to pray. I love to hear you say new words, words like hangabur (hamburger), farkaly (sparkly), and gobbeles (goggels).

You are a wonderful big sister. You love your sissypoo! You are always the first one to report when Riley poo-pooed and is stinky! You love to help her when she is having trouble. I love to watch you take care of her.

You love to snuggle, you love with your entire self, you are sensitive, and you love baby dolls and milk. You love to go, you love your friends. You hug and kiss everyone you can. You would take your blanket with you everywhere you go if I would let you. You love to do things for yourself and you are so proud of your accomplishments. You are particular about how you want things. Every baby has its own blanket and you would not think of going to bed without them each snuggled in their own blanket. You are my first born, you are so special to me, and you always will be special to me. I love you because you are my baby; I love you for all that you are, and I am excited for our next stage together.

Happy Birthday Morgan
All My Love,
~Mom~