On the first Monday of each month, I do a Memory Lane Monday post.  This month I’m two days late.  And yes, I know we already have TBT and FBF, but I like the sound of Memory Lane Monday.  Plus today happens to be Monday (actually Wednesday) and I had a memory today that I wanted to share, so there you go.  So let’s step it up, and head down Memory Lane…

I really must get in the habit of preparing ahead of time for my scheduled posts.  It was actually Monday when I started to write this post, but I had technical difficulties with scanning pictures correctly.  Hence the delay.  As a relatively new blogger, I am learning the hard way that advance preparation is necessary if I am to provide punctual posts.  Look for this to improve!

 

Now let’s continue this journey down Memory Lane as if it really is June 3, 2019.  It’s a Monday, and it’s my daughter’s birthday, so I am remembering the day she was born those many years ago.

 

The Birth

 

This picture was taken in the hospital the day after she was born.  Big Eagle is holding her.  We don’t have any pictures of her on the actual day she was born.  Guess we were too busy to think of taking pictures!  We named her Cara Lynn.  If memory serves me right she weighed 6 pounds at birth.  I would have to fact-check this with her, because I think I have given her her baby book.  It doesn’t seem to be anywhere here in the house.  I don’t remember the hours leading up to the trip to the hospital, but I do remember that the birth took much longer than I thought it would, and the labor was much more difficult than I had anticipated.  Foolishly I thought that being my second baby, she would just slip right out.  Ha!  The joke was on me!

 

Home from the Hospital

My mom and dad came from Florida to Texas to stay with Cara’s big brother Danny while we were at the hospital and to help out for a few days after we got home.

 

Here my mom is giving Cara her first bath at home.  She’s 6 days old.  Mom is bathing her at our kitchen sink.  Not the clearest picture, but notice the safety pins stuck into the bar of soap at the top of the sink.  Yep…we used good old cloth diapers, and the pins slid into the diaper a lot easier with soap on the ends of them.  We did also use Pampers from time to time, but only when we needed the convenience depending on what we were doing.

 

I love these two pictures of my dad with Cara.  She’s 8 days old.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

On the left, he has just pressed her feet onto the two ink pads you see on the table, and he’s about to make her footprints in her baby book.  On the right, he’s holding her for an after-picture, and you can see the black ink on the bottoms of her feet.

 

Ensuing Years

 

Fast forward 3 years, and here she is looking cute as can be on her third birthday.

 

Here 6-year-old Cara is in Plant City, FL picking strawberries.  We went over Spring Break to visit the grandparents.  Her younger daughter is now 6 years old.

 

And here she is at 9 years old, the age now of her older daughter.

 

This photo is from this past December.  Cara and her two daughters are ready to go to a performance in Dallas.

 

Today

 

And this is Cara celebrating her birthday today at her home in Nigeria.  I wish I could be with her to help her celebrate.

 

Although she is now a grown woman, and I’m so very proud of the woman, wife, and mother she has grown to be, there’s a part of me that will always think of her as my baby girl.  Happy birthday, baby girl!  I love you!

 

Is there someone special in your life who you have fond memories of today?  Or is there any memory at all that you would like to share?  If so, feel free to tell about it in the comments.