Edith (Edie) Elizabeth was born on Tuesday, November 24th at 11:50.
Named after my grandmother (Edith) one of the best cowgirls and all around women I know and my mother (Elizabeth) one of the bravest, she came into this world proving to be the healthy, active, fierce being I thought she’d be at 8 pounds, 11 ounces and 21 1/4 inches long.
As soon as she took her first breath in this world she opened her eyes and looked right into mine and if ever there was a life before she came into it, it was only to prepare me to be hers forever.
Words have yet to be invented to describe what she is to us.
Before she was born my neighbor, a cowboy who raised three girls up the road from us, told me that on her first breath it will feel like she was ours forever.
Like there was no life before her.
He was right.
I was nervous to meet her. Nervous I wouldn’t know what to do.
I didn’t trust my instincts.
But we were sent a good one. She knows how to be a baby. I know how to be here momma. And we’re getting along just fine.
We made it through the birth and the welcoming crowd and the first feeding and the first poop and the first sleepless nights and the long drive home
and when we crossed the cattle guard on Thanksgiving day my husband said “Welcome home Edie baby, this is all yours.”
And I will never forget it.
Welcome to your ranch Edie. We can’t wait to love you forever.