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When your Banana tells you your fat....

 You know its time to get your ass in gear. Seriously. Wow. I go to have breakfast this morning and this is what I am confronted with



 Today is also my baby girl, Promise's birthday. The big ELEVEN. Wow. Eleven years ago, her little but was the wrong way inside me and so they were doing a C-Section to get her out (a month late nearly, little stinker)

 I remember when they pulled her out and the doctor stated, "Looks like its a girl!" I remember thinking, he said LOOKS like a girl, not that it IS a girl. I was convinced she would be a boy the whole 10 months! :OP~~

 They took her to clean her off, weigh her and then, because I was unable, they handed her to her daddy... she was crying, and when he brought her over to me and I spoke to the most adorable bundle in pink... She instantly quit. She quit crying. She knew me. I was her mama, she knew that voice and just hearing it, stopped her cries.

Eleven short years have gone by and things have changed so much. One thing has stayed the same. Promise has stayed the most adorable, smart, and creative child she has always been. Her world is filled with rainbows and butterflies, long legged people, hearts. She is always optimistic about her situation, even with being the middle child and I am sure the often neglected one. She shines.

I see wonderful, things happening for her in her life. I only hope I can give her the values and things she needs to let her make her path in life. My baby girl grows into a young woman right in front of my eyes, and its a hard, and wonderful thing to watch happen.

Grandma made her a cheese cake, and tomorrow we will go out for dinner. This weekend she's inviting some friends to go and do something, and a sleepover I guess. Yipee! Here's to eleven years my baby girl. Keep on being great, and being you. Your wonderful!

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