Celebration

What better way to celebrate our little Mae than with a pink Paris-themed birthday bash last weekend? Pink because that is the color we most often associate with our rosy, cheerful, happy little girl. And Paris because that was the place Mike and I escaped to after we lost Hannah. The place where we came together and started living again. The place where we first had a glimmer of hope that there might just be another little sister in our family someday. Mae’s middle name, Genevieve, is not only a link to my name, but also a “thank you” to the patron saint of Paris, St. Genevieve, for giving us that hope. Because just a few years after that faithful trip, here she is! Our littlest love.

We had a lovely celebration at our home with family and friends from near and far who joined in our happiness. A million thank you’s to my parents, Aunt Charlotte, Uncle Brian, Lachelle, Mike, and Kevin for being here to make her day so very special. And a great big thank you to Auntie Becky and Uncle Adam and family and friends from afar for all of the thoughts, well-wishes, and special treats. We feel so incredibly lucky to have this sweetie in our lives.

Last night, she grabbed her cupcake in her little fist and gave it an excited lick. “Yum-Yum!” she shouted with glee, and my life was suddenly made. Mae’s smile lights up my life.