Happy birthday, Sarah. It’s been 6 years since you were born into glory.
Your birthdays aren’t sad days for me, but they are thoughtful days. My quiet thoughts have been drifting toward you for the past weeks leading up to today.
You were the only child we named before birth, because you were the only one whose gender we knew ahead of time. We decided to name you Sarah – princess - because it was a favorite name of all your sisters. When they played dress-up and pretended to be princesses, one of them was always named Sarah.
I wonder what you would look like if you were here with us today.
I wish I had taken some photos of you when you were born.
I’m glad my mom asked to hold you when I was unsure at first whether I should hold you.
I wish I had let the ultrasound technician try a little longer before I said that was good enough, because the one photo I have of you at 20 weeks gestation really doesn’t show much.
Mostly I just look forward to meeting you again someday.
Happy birthday, sweet princess.
Kim, mother of 10 children with names, and 2 more without.