Birthday eve

How can it be, this little spit fire, crabby little baby is about to turn NINE!? 

Sidney came out looking crabby (we use another word usually). But really, she did look cranky. Always had a scowl on her face. Her birth story is one to laugh at: in a nutshell, I went into labor at work of all places. In my office, just as a patient was leaving. My water broke and I promptly hoovered myself over my garbage can while holding up my dress. A lovely sight I'm sure (thankful for solid wood doors!). After getting a nice escort to the birth unit upstairs, Ryan racing to get to the hospital, was told the wrong room and entered only to see another mom named Liz waiting to give birth.
We like to keep things exciting :) 

I'm so thankful that crabby baby of ours finally started to get happier (it took a few years!). And that after 5 months she finally managed to sleep somewhere other than my arms. She made us work, that sweet Sidney of ours! And it blows my mind that tomorrow she turns 9....where did all of the time go?! 

Happy Birthday Eve Sidney!