
Being that Brielle was old enough to truly enjoy/understand Christmas this year- it proved to be a hysterically fun event. Who knew a wrapped plastic baby doll could provide such material for enjoyment??? Brielle seemed to have a wonderful Christmas. Go check out her pics ![]()

On another note- we have reached 36 weeks!!! She is gaining about an ounce a day at this point, and probably now weighs almost 6 pounds (like a crenshaw melon) and is more than 18 1/2 inches long. She’s shedding most of the downy hair that covered her body, as well as the vernix caseosa, the waxy substance that protected her skin during her nine-month amniotic bath. Next week, she will be considered full-term. At my OB appt this past week she was in a head-down position and my cervix was a finger-tip dilated! Being that Im feeling close to the size of a beached whale, Im hoping she decides to make an appearance soon!
Archive for December, 2007
The most wonderful time of the year…
Saturday, December 29th, 2007A beautiful poem…
Tuesday, December 11th, 2007I love these words, they remind me whenever I read them to cherish each day.
She is only this little for such a short period of time! Thanks Sally!
Just for this day.
Just for this morning, I am going to smile whenever I see your face.
and laugh when I feel like crying.
Just for this morning, I will let you wake up softly, all rumpled in your
flannel and I will hold you until you are ready.
Just for this morning, I will let you choose what you want to wear, and
smile and say you’re beautiful.
Just for this morning, I am going to step over the laundry, and pick you
up and take you to the park to play.
Just for this morning, I am going to eat a huge breakfast , with bacon
eggs, toast and waffles, and you don’t have to eat any.
Just for this morning, I will leave the dishes in the sink, and let you
teach me how to put that 100 piece puzzle together.
Just for this afternoon, I will unplug the telephone and keep the
computer off, and sit with you in the garden blowing bubbles.
Just for this afternoon, I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble
when you scream and whine for the ice cream truck, and I will buy you one if he comes by.
Just for this afternoon, I won’t worry about what you are going to be
when you grow up or who you might have been before your diagnosis.
Just for this afternoon, I will let you help me bake cookies, and I won’t
stand over you trying to ‘fix’ things.
Just for this afternoon, I will let you put all kinds of barettes in my
hair, and put lipstick on my face, and I will tell you how pretty you have made me look.
Just for this afternoon I will take you to McDonalds and buy us both a
Happy meal so you can have both toys.
Just for this evening, I will hold you in my arms and tell you a story
about how you were born, and how much we love you.
Just for this evening, I will let you splash in the bathtub and not get
angry when you throw water over your sister’s head.
Just for this evening, I will let you stay up late while we sit on the
porch swing and count all the stars.
Just for this evening, I will bring you glasses of water, and snuggle
beside you for three hours and miss my favorite show on t.v.
Just for this evening, When I kneel down to pray, I will simply be
grateful for all that I have and not ask for anything, except
just one more day.
Copyright. Sally Meyer 1999
This poem can not be reproduced without permission of the author.




