Sarah is 17!

When Sarah was born Steve was in Bahrain for the Gulf War. He didn't get home until she was almost 4 months old. Sarah was born on a Sunday. I knew I was in labor that morning, so friends took Glenn and Aric to church. Mom had already arrived to help me with postpartum life, and to drive the children and me to AL after the baby was born so we could spend Christmas with the extended family. She watched Jacy and Tom while I walked around the neighborhood on the base in Beaufort, SC. After church, the same friends took the boys, including Tom, to see the Christmas parade in downtown Beaufort. Before they got home we had to leave for the hospital, where Sarah was born 45 minutes later.

She was my Christmas gift that year. My friend Mary Ann stayed with me through labor and Sarah's birth. I sent Steve some pictures of Sarah, but he never received them. A few weeks later my friend Trish took pictures of me holding Sarah and sent them to Steve, and he got those. They were all he had until he got home and saw Sarah in person.

Those seventeen years have blown by so quickly. We've enjoyed every day of life with Sarah, and thank God for giving her to us.