Paris Who???

It is great to get out and about and have people tell me how pretty Ivey looks and how excited they are at all her new accomplishments, even from some I do not know very well, or for that matter, some I have never met. For example, I was heading into a store about a month ago looking for a birthday gift for one of the boy’s friends. A lady followed me into the store; no actually, she was following Ivey. She asked me if I was Ivey’s mom and if this was precious Ivey. The sweet lady wanted to meet Ivey because she has been praying for her. A short time into her conversation with Ivey she looked up at me and said, “I assumed that the baby was Ivey.” In short, their aren’t that many little girls being hauled around in a stroller along with a blue feeding pump bag, a suction machine in a green bag, a diaper bag, two blonde boys in tow, and most likely a stick horse or something that has to do with horses. Oh yeah, and a mom carrying almost all of it on her shoulders, while trying to hold the two boys hands and push the stroller. As you can see, we are very discreet people amidst Ivey’s stardom.

At the same time, I thoroughly lavish in bragging on my little girl. For the first time, I feel like I am not hiding her struggles or downplaying hard days. Life is good. Her life is better. And, I am becoming increasingly aware that more people than I realized keep up with Ivey through her blog. I am amazed each day our community and beyond, love Ivey, cheer for her and want to be part of her life, even if it is via a computer screen. I just wanted to say our family is grateful. Thank You.