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Happy Birthday, Ali!

So I went in search of the first blog post I wrote about Ali's birthday:

It's a birthday! (April 16, 2004)

I've been humming/singing all morning: "I am sixteen, going on seventeen..." Today kicks off our birthday season with Ali's 17th. She/her friends are planning a little get together tonight -- they insist that she go to the local coffee shop (where they must have something planned) and then they'll come over to our house. Last year, they'd made a big cardboard cake out of boxes and a boy popped out -- in only his underwear! I can't imagine how they'll top that, but I'm sure they will!!

So, 17 years ago today I felt twinges when I woke up, but decided to go to my preggo exercise class, anyway. That certainly got things going a bit more, but I didn't stop there -- went to work to pick up the resume that I'd been working on for my brother AND delivered it to him at his job. Yep, things were really going then. I called my husband (to take me to the hospital) and my mother (to watch Katie) and did my best to manage 'til they got there. I tried to remain calm -- Kate wasn't even two and I didn't want to alarm her. I recall laying on the floor with Katie bouncing a big ball all around me. The troops arrived around 1:30, I continued popping Tums like they were candy in the labor room (heartburn all through that pregnancy -- just the thought of green peppers had me gurgling), and Alison Louise arrived at 3:30. When they told me she was another redhead, I didn't believe it 'til I saw for myself! Wow!!!

And spring arrived that day. I literally watched the leaves pop out on all the trees from my hospital room. It was Easter Sunday when they let me go -- 70 degrees and we had a picnic dinner outside! Seventeen years... seems like yesterday.


I can do the math -- she was 17, I've been blogging for 15 years -- but WHAT??

I still remember Kate bouncing that ball around me, that terrible heartburn, and Ali's arrival... Thirty-two years, a husband and three kids of her own... and it still seems like yesterday.

Happy Birthday, Ali Lou!



Oh, Vicki. What wonderful memories! Happy birthday to Ali!!! XO
(And, yeah. That math. It really sneaks up, doesn't it???)


Such wonderful photo and memories! I think birth-day memories hold a special place in our hearts and minds because they're so vivid (and we got our kids)! Happy Birthday, Ali!


Happy Birthday Ali! Fun post and great pictures (that last one is one of my favorites of her and Malina)


Beautiful memories, Vicki! Ali, may you have the happiest of days! XO


I remember when the girls were, well, girls! Ali is a beautiful accomplished women in so many ways! You have quite a tribe of lovely daughters!

Kim Dean

So lovely.


Thanks for sharing Ali with us over the years, I hope she had a wonderful birthday.

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