Happy Birthday Dear Malorie.......

Was it really five years ago? It was about six in the evening when my doctor came by to say good night - I was in the hospital at 33wks with preterm labor. He told me he'd see me in the morning when he did rounds - introduced me to the doctor that would be in the hospital during the night - we talked about the Utah/BYU game (He's a Ute, we're Cogars!)...everything was peachy. Then less than fifteen minutes after he left my room we went from peachy to terrifying. My nurse ran to the parking garage to catch my doctor before he left. In my room alarms were sounding, oxygen was being turned on - Malorie was making her grand entrance whether we were ready or not. My doctor came running back into my room and said, "You've done all you can do for her, it's time." Less than 15 minutes later, we met Miss Malorie, face to face.



We spent 22 days in NICU...



And since then - we've enjoyed nothing but years of blissfully happiness with her!



Happy Birthday Sweetheart!