Kylie turned 7 when we were in Disney. I am just getting to write about it now. 7 seems so old to me, like the turning of a page. That is my baby, growing up right in front of my eyes. Kylie was a surprise, a blessed wonderful surprise. I was only 23 when I got pregnant with Kylie and I think I was just a baby myself. I remember loving her from the moment I knew she was inside me.
Kylie came into this world on March 6th. I had went to a routine checkup and my blood pressure skyrocketed and my fluids were dropping. They rushed me to the operating room and I had her. Everything was a whirlwind and I remember the first time I held her in my arms, I knew I loved her more than life itself. She was my world. She was an easy baby, always smiling, always taking everything in. She was very happy go lucky and would look at me with her big blue eyes and my heart would melt.
As Kylie turned into a toddler, she was still easy go lucky. She was always sensitive to others, upset if those she loved were upset. She was always the caregiver, with her stuffed animals, her dolls and me. When Karly came into this world, she took the big sister role seriously. She was her protector. She is still that sweet, sensitive, bundle of love today. She always wants to make you happy. Even on my worst day she tells me she loves me and how beautiful I am. She always thinks of others and is my little bleeding heart.
Happy Birthday Kylie, I love you more than life itself. You are a wonderful person and have the biggest heart. You will always be my baby!
**My scanner is broken, so I can only go back and show pictures from when Kylie was 3.
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