A Daughter is Born
The day I found out I was going to have a daughter, I burst into uncontrollable crying. We're talking full on ugly cry because of the mix of emotions and pregnancy hormones. My husband was freaked out because he thought that I was disappointed in the gender results. But the truth was that I cried tears of joy because it hit me hard that I was going to have a my very own daughter. A beautiful little girl that I could shape into a strong independent woman. Months ago when I found out that Rosemarie and Ryan were having a girl, a ripple of that same intense happy emotion came over me. They are the perfect pair to raise a one heck of a daughter. Let me list the reasons why:
Rosemarie is easily one of the strongest women I know. Anybody that has met her knows that there is a spark of fire within her. She will be such a good role model to her mini me. I am constantly amazed by her wicked sense of humor, personal drive, and devotion to her loved ones. I'm not even surprised that this woman labored for 30 hours and then pushed baby out completely naturally.
Ryan will be such an awesome Dad. He's already got the Dad jokes on lockdown--Baby was not even one day old, and he was already setting ground rules for dating. I know he will make baby laugh so hard. Plus he's going to teach her to appreciate the good things in life like good music on vinyl, local sports, and craft beers (in 21 years of course.)
Welcome to the world baby Leianna. You are in good hands. You have been a long time coming, the wait has even been excruciating at times, but we are so grateful that you are finally here. We may not be blood related, but I consider you an addition to my family.
Rosemarie and Ryan, may you raise a strong woman.
May we all raise strong women.