Reagan

She's a little over three feet
and when your eyes meet
you see into her soul.
This littlest girl of mine is a treasure to behold.

I took the test on the 17th of February in 2005.
God knew that we would need something positive in our lives.
Three months after Mom went Home she was brought into this world,
and ever since I've been thanking God for this little tiny girl.

She's tiny and she's feisty and as funny as she can be.
She gets naked when she's angry and dressed when she's happy.
(she's running around naked right now...can you guess how she feels?)
I know one day she'll leave and abandoned is how we'll feel.

She smiles at me and calls me 'Mommy' and I melt all over again.
All of a sudden listening to Barney doesn't seem such a drain.
And yesterday when I was so blue she's the only one who remembered
that Marshall "Teacup" is our tiniest family member.


I wish you could all meet Reagan. She's the happiest of the three kids, and the one to whom I feel the most connected (not that I don't love all of my kids..you'll be meeting them in poem soon). But yesterday, I was holding Marshall's urn, and she said Marshall (to me) for the first time. I usually say "marshall" to her and she'll say "Teacup" (Jacob)...but she did it all on her own yesterday.