Today did not go as planned. We wanted to go to the bike trail and the beach, but it rained all day. Luckily for me, I could get up and do some yoga right at 5:34 am when Kiwi Hannah was born. I took some time to cry, pray, and cry some more and move my body so that I could celebrate today!
Maybe the continual rain was Kiwi’s way of crying because she missed us just as much as we missed her. Perhaps it was her way of telling me she understands how much I love and miss her every day!
I don’t know, but we tried to make the most of it. We had donuts with Claire and Derek, got some errands done, had the most beautiful orchid delivered to us, ate cake, walked through the new place we’re renting, had dinner and dessert, then came home.
I’m thankful I made it this far, this many years, without Kiwi here on this earth. It’s a trauma I’m still healing from, one I know I won’t ever fully get over but instead be able to see it as a life event worth celebrating! I mean, Kiwi is living her best life with Jesus!
Happy sixth birthday, Kiwi! Mommy, Daddy, and Sissy love you!
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