It wasn’t Thanksgiving day. It was actually 2 days after Thanksgiving.
I was supposed to go help my husband at our new home. We were moving in furniture. He called to ask if I would pick up some felt pads from Home Depot on my way over. I told him I wasn’t going anywhere, because I was having contractions.
A few short hours later, a 9 lb 6 1/2oz baby girl with dark hair and super bright blue eyes was placed in my arms.
Just before we went into the operating room, we asked big sister Abigail if it was going to be a boy or a girl. Abigail was right. And then after Abigail left the room, Brandon thought it’d be fun to maybe choose a different name for the baby. I’m so glad we didn’t, because Esther is as unique as her name. Could you imagine my sweet little Esther with the name Grace?
And so today, Esther turns “double digits”. Ten years old.
I’m extra thankful today. :-)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ESTHER!