My Furry Baby

How sweet is she!

She's 3 today...
Happy Birthday Princess Penelope!
We call her Nelly.
She will always be our first born.

My favorite photo of her... ever!!!

Her first trip in the backyard, it was tough to get her to stop and take a quick pic.

It took us forever to get pregnant.
We tried on our own for about a year.
Then we went to an Infertility Specialist.
We did all the diagnostic tests.
Both of us.
Diagnosis... Unexplained Infertility.
Huh, ok well at least there is nothing wrong?!
But double huh, why is this not happening?!

Drugs and Procedures.
More drugs, More procedures.
Feeling Hopeful.
Feeling Heartbroken.
Somewhere in the middle of all that
we had our furry baby, Nelly.

The first day we brought her home.

I really didn't want a dog.
My husband talked me into it.
I wanted the kids first, the dog second.
But, she was there for us.
She was the joy in the middle of the misery.
She was in my arms when they felt so empty.
And she continues to be there for us.

After two years of drugs and procedures.
We finally got pregnant!
Nelly knew.
I don't know how to explain it, but she did.
Even though my lap was getting smaller,
she still found a way to lay on Mommy.

Taking a nap after a baby shower, Nelly has her paw on my belly.

Nelly is the best big sister.
She loves her brother and sister.
And they love her.
Easton is always watching her.
He gets a big belly laugh going just watching her tail.
And Azalea tries to pet her.
Tries because Nelly knows those little fingers don't let go.
I love that they are growing up with her around.
This time I will say,
My husband was right!

Easton is cracking up over watching her!

Nelly is actually smiling in our family photo on Easter.