A happy day

A year ago today, I had what I'm sad to say was the worst birthday ever. The whole day I was consumed with thoughts of Lily. Was she going to be born on my birthday? Was she going to make it alive? Was that day that should really be a day for celebrating going to be the worst day for the rest of my life?
It turns out that the day came and went, and Lily decided to wait a few more days before she was to show her face to the world. And it's now a year later, and she is still here with us. I breath in this birthday with so much gratitude.
And there's so much more to celebrate. Last night, Lily rolled over from her back to her tummy three times! Boy was she mad when she rolled the first time! She doesn't like tummy time, so she quickly rolled right back over to her back, which she's been able to do for a while now, but watching her roll filled me with such excitement. I love it when she does something new.
She gave me a great present, too! She slept from 10:30 until 6:00 this morning! Of course, I didn't go to sleep right away, so I didn't get the full effect. But 6 1/2 straight hours of sleep is better than 3 any day of the week. Thank you, Lily!
I'm still collecting pictures for the slideshow of Trisomy 18 miracles. I've got 11 so far. I'd really like to have at least 20, but I'd love more than that. If you've got a miracle but you haven't sent one yet, you can send a picture to southerngirl72j@comcast.net. I'd love to include your child. (Oh, and I'm excited because I got a picture of a girl who's 21 years old! Wow! What an accomplishment!) Come on! Add your child's picture with hers!