The Big Sissy.

I realized to day that I don't blog nearly enough about a very important person in our life. Its Marah! Marah is my niece. She has been "one of our own" since we were blessed to find out she was part of our family, when she was three months old.  Brian and I have had her with us a  couple of day's almost every week since then.  Now that she has started pre-k it's been every other weekend but, we don't mind sharing. Words cannot convey what this little girl means to me. She is like my own. When we found out we were pregnant Marah actually told me. She woke up from a nap and told me she "had read to our baby". I didn't know what to make of it but, for giggles that night we got a test. The next day while giving her a bath I POAS. It was positive! We were all so excited, but no one more than Marah. Through out my pregnancy, she had many revelations. One was that even though I was really her Aunt. It would confuse our baby if she wasn't the Big Sissy. So from that day forth that became the name. Jackson just lights up when she is  around and they have had a wonderful relationship from the start.  I just felt with her being such an important part of the equation she should get a proper introduction.