A mother with a blog is a dangerous thing. Hopefully, I won’t embarrass my daughter too much by writing this post…
My “baby” turns 22 years old today. I can hardly believe it. Jenna was born at Speare Memorial Hospital in Plymouth, NH. She arrived in this world quickly, quietly, and without fanfare. She wasn’t fussy, she slept well, she cooed, she smiled, she was a happy baby.
I bet you’re waiting for a sad tale of how she turned into a terrible two-year-old or a horrible teenager who gave me gray hair and ulcers.
She didn’t. Jenna still wows me everyday with her smile, energy, humor, intelligence – she is gentle, kind, loving, hardworking. She’s continues to make me proud every single day.
Harry and I are truly blessed.
Happy birthday to my baby girl, Jenna!