and time marches on

It's hard to imagine that an entire year has passed since Layla was born. I don't remember much from those first few days-I was pretty doped up on some weird drugs. JJ likes to tell the story of how while in recovery, I called him and told him I felt like a mermaid. My sister in law saved the voice mail I left her-for a year so far. But I will always remember the moment a nurse came in to give us, finally, and update on Layla's condition. At the time, they thought she had a hole in her heart. I felt like I was underwater, trying to swim to the surface to get to Zane, to breath, to fix whatever was wrong. Stupid nurse. Thankfully, there was no hole-or at least, after my family fasted, her name was put on temple's prayer roll, and we all started praying extra hard, by the time it was all examined in whole, Layla only has a mild heart murmer. I think sometimes I forget about what a miracle that is. When I'm chasing her around all day saying "what did you just put in your mouth?!" for the one millionth time, I forget how lucky I am to be chasing her around. Layla had a week of celebration for her 1st birthday-we started out at Rene and Larry's, where Layla was dressed like a princess, complete with crown. This picture doesn't do it justice, believe me! She had on an adorable little tutu, as well. Just too cute!
So the next day, we headed off to Utah to visit my family. After a nice Memorial Day picnic and reunion with Doug and Jo and Jason and Jackie (congrats again!!), the family headed to Heber City to spend a week up in the mountains. And Layla rang in her first real year hearty mountaineer style. Or Barger style, at least. Shiney and I made her a puppy dog cake, Layla opened lots of cute presents, got frosting on her fingers, didn't eat the cake, and was trampled by her cousin Andy. It was great. So Happy Birthday to the cutest darn kid in the entire stinkin world-love her to death!!!


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