Our littlest girl is turning 5 next week.  I can’t believe how much sass there is in one little package.  And what a smile.  So much emotion she can pack into that little dimple.

In honor of our youngest princess turning five, I am going to tell the story of Maggie’s birth.

Marcia and I put a contract in on a house and it was accepted.  Between the time that we put the contract in and the time we moved into the house, Marcia became pregnant with Maggie.  She would be the first of our children born in the new house.  And the first of our children that did not get to meet her great grandmothers.

With Maggie, we found out that we were having a little girl.  Once we decided on the name, I heard a lot of Rod Stewart on the radio, “Wake up, Maggie, I think I’ve got something to say to you!”

In the late stages of the pregnancy, all the doctors told us that Maggie had a huge head and was going to be a huge baby.  Up until that point, Noah was our biggest baby at 7 pounds 11 ounces.  But this baby was supposed to be bigger than that.  Uh oh.  Luckily, turns out the docs were wrong.

When we went to the hospital to deliver Maggie, we figured smooth sailing.  We’d been there before.  Done that.  But, when the anesthesiologist gave Marcia some dose of medication, she started to fade away while he was out of the room.  Her blood pressure dropped and she drifted away.  He came in, adjusted something and came back.  But pretty scary.

Everything else went smooth and Maggie was born late in the morning.  And her grandmothers were ready to greet her.

At home, her sisters and brother could not wait to meet her.  When we brought her home, she reminded us of Elizabeth.  We didn’t get a lick of sleep that first night.  I paced around the room, holding Maggie and trying to soothe her.  She liked the sound of my voice, but kept us up all night.

5 years later, and Maggie still has daddy wrapped around her finger.  Nowadays, she loves to sing and dance, and her favorite thing to call her brothers and sisters is Jerkface!  It is so cute when she says it.

She has been talking about her birthday party for months, no years.  So we better plan something fun!