Another month has passed us by, and another 9th means another flower for my girl. This month we're using the calla lily. This flower officially stands for faithfulness, purity, and hope because it blooms around the time of Easter every year. To us, though, the calla lily will always represent our wedding day, as it was one of only a few special flowers chosen to adorn my bridal bouquet. Yes, today is the ninth and thus Holland's "monthday," but yesterday Jeffrey and I celebrated our ten year anniversary. I've been deep in thought about the last decade and all the many choices, decisions, accidents, divine plans, and happenstance that lead to me sitting here today, typing a four month celebration post for my third sweet baby. Ten years ago, I wouldn't have dared to imagine that one day I would have so much love in my life.
Holland, at four months old you are as precious as ever. My favorite thing right now is to have a little conversation with you--you, cooing imaginary baby words at me with a furrowed and serious brow, and me, grinning like a fool, hanging on your every word. You've rolled over a time or two and your big brothers are so proud of you for every milestone you achieve. You have an impressive list of folks wrapped around your tiny little finger. You are a joy and we all love you so much. Happy 9th, love bug.
