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Happy 4th of July!!!

Hard to believe that last 4th of July, I looked like that!  I'm obviously a whole lot lighter and more comfortable this year, although I admittedly felt prettier pregnant.  I loved the curves and how special my body was at that moment.  Even if it meant my bones ached and my lungs struggled to get a good breath.  I was growing a little life in there...

But this year is even better.  Today we took Paisley to White Water (our water park) which she LOVED!  And now we'll be going to her cousin Marley's birthday party tonight.  For those that don't remember, Marley is Kate's twin sister.  We gave Paisley the middle name Kate to remember her after she passed away from a heart condition as an infant.  So, this family is pretty special to us and we look forward to sharing Marley's birthday with her and remembering a very brave and beautiful little girl who has every right to be with us today too.

Marley's on the left and Kate is on the right

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  1. FaithJuly 4, 2011 at 6:46 PM

    Sounds like a great day! Our big event was going to the park for an hour, lol! Those twins are adorable...I was not reading when Kate was lost, but I was so sad to read that today. I can't imagine. I hope Marley and her family are able to celebrate even as they remember and mourn sweet Kate. I'm sure it will be a bittersweet party. I hope you and Paisley have fun!

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  2. SarahJuly 4, 2011 at 8:57 PM

    Oh my goodness :( So sad. Paisley's middle name is so special! Glad you all had a blast at the water park!

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  3. AnonymousJuly 9, 2011 at 6:55 AM

    Marley and Kate are such beautiful babies. I wish they could be with you, growing up together.
    I was thinking about the same thing - last July 4th we announced to our family that we were pregnant, and here we are this year with a little girl! What a difference a year makes!

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