Yellow Sleeper

Today, I teared up when I dressed Adlee in a plain cotton sleeper.

Last fall, I went garage sale-ing in my parents' neighborhood with my sisters and my dad. Jenna already had her three little ones, Joelle was expecting her second baby, and I was expecting my first--Miss Adlee. We were buying up baby clothes and baby furniture.

I picked, along with other precious little pieces of clothing, a yellow sleeper hoping my baby would wear it someday.

We walked back to Mom's and Dad's house--without a car we made quite a spectacle walking home loaded down with bags of clothes, toys, a little tent, and a toddler bed. I sat down and spread out all my purchases for Mom to see. For reasons I don't fully understand, it is really important to have her share my "mommy experiences" with me.

I remember trying to imagine what time of the year my baby would fit the yellow sleeper. I guessed it would be in the spring or summer.

At that time, the thought of this little wiggling, cooing, smiling, chubby-cheeked girl was just a hope.

My hopes came true today. Priceless.