Ashlyn with one of Aunt Sarah's baby chicks.She was born on April 2nd and I was able to breathe a sigh of relief when the clock struck 12:01am on this day. Not because that was when she was finally born, I had 15 more grueling hours to go.....of back labor, mind you. I just knew that I really didn't want my baby to be born on April Fools Day.
With her best pal and cousin, Kayla.
I have loved every minute of raising Ashlyn. Ok.......all but about a few hours here and there. She was a very easy baby and made me look like the best mom ever. I love to listen to her talk. She is a riot with some of the things she comes up with. One of my biggest fears while I was pregnant with my trio was that I was taking something away from Ashlyn by having 3 babies, at once, when she was still just a baby herself. After seeing how she has responded over the past year and a half, I know she is going to be fine. More than fine. For being 3 she has a lot figured out and has a very caring personality. No she isn't perfect and has her bouts of jealousy and impatience. I know that she has done something to hurt one of them when I hear crying and she says "I think I will go sit in time out".
With our cat Alex.I actually think she has made raising triplets a little easier. God knew what he was doing when he put her first in line. When I have a bad day, she brightens my spirit. She makes me giggle.
Making me a spot of tea.
She loves to help me with dishes, laundry, and baking. She still loves babies even though you'd think she'd be sick of them by now. I see her having a litter herself some day.
Can you guess what she is doing? Singing "Old McDonald".Is it sad that I'm already thinking about how much I'm going to miss her when she graduates from high school and moves away? Maybe that's why teenagers are meant to drive you crazy. So you miss them a little less when they leave.The name Ashlyn means natural. She is a natural, isn't she?