Eleven years ago yesterday, I became a mother for the second time. Harley was a struggle from day one. I had a rough pregnancy with her – starting with pre-term labor at 29 weeks, bedrest for 6 weeks, and her birth 5 weeks premature at 35 weeks. She was my smallest baby at 6 pounds 9 ounces, and she was 19 inches long. We struggled a lot with Harley’s health the first two years of her life – several trips to the hospital with pneumonia and RSV, seizures that started at 10 months, stints in the hospital for dehydration, and just general puny-ness. Between 2 and 3 she grew out of all her health issues, and she’s been perfectly healthy ever since. There were times I know we questioned whether she would live long enough to celebrate all the milestones she’s reached. Some how, though, she made it through, and we have this gorgeous, tender-hearted girl in our lives. We are blessed.
You wouldn’t know it to look at her now, but Harley was a chunk. No, she wasn’t just a chunk, she was down right roly-poly! She was one of those babies who looked like they had rubber bands around their wrists and ankles!
Six weeks.
10 Months – before the “tame” hair fell out and the horrible hair grew in.
11 Years. Simply Beautiful!


I can’t believe it’s been 11 years since I was in the hospital when she was born. How time flies! Happy birthday Harley!!!
Great post! Your girls are beautiful! 🙂 and the best part is, your a proud mama that they are blessed to have!
Hoping Harley has another great trip around the sun! 🙂