I Don't Wanna Walk Away From Emmaline

Tomorrow my little girl will turn seven. It was seven years ago that I went into labor and anxiously awaited knowing if I had been carrying a little boy or a little girl. It was seven years ago that Emmaline entered my world and changed who I was. It was seven years ago that Emmaline made me a mom.

The best way to show my little girl is through pictures. So here it is. Emmaline as she has grown...

Emmaline at about two months old

Emmaline's First Birthday

Emmaline's Second Birthday

Emmaline's Third Birthday

Emmaline's Fourth Birthday

Emmaline's Fifth Birthday

Emmaline's Sixth Birthday

Emmaline a few days shy of her Seventh Birthday

You have grown from a baby to a toddler, to a little girl and now a young lady. I have watched you go on this journey for the last seven years. It has been an honor and a blessing to be your mom and it always will be.

Happy Birthday Baby Girl. I love you.

Comments

Dee said…

They grow up so fast don't they? Hope Miss Emmaline has a wonderful birthday!

3:16 PM

Judy said…

Oh, happy birthday Emmaline!

Watching the little ones grow is so bittersweet. My little girl is 11, soon to be a teenager. *gulp*

12:42 PM

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