MaryElizabeth Theresa Smolens

     MaryElizabeth Theresa Smolens, our first daughter, was born at 1:37 pm on 6/9/12.  She was our tiniest baby, weighing only 14.1 ounces, but she was a strong little girl. She was the easiest to deliver and she came out kicking her long legs.  The heartbreak I felt when they put her (and the others) on my chest, knowing she had no chance, is impossible to describe.  But the love I felt for my first daughter was immense. 
    
     MaryElizabeth is a name I have wanted to name my first born daughter for years, and I'm sure many of you reading this who know me knew that.  I love the fact that both Michael and I have grandmas named Mary, and I love that my little mini me would have shared a double name with her mommy.  I have been talking about my little M.E. ( or Emme, Emmie, Emmy - I never got a chance to decide how I wanted her nickname spelled) for so long, and knowing I FINALLY had her, only to have her taken away so quickly from me, is so hard to deal with. I had so many plans of what I would do with my daughter while the boys were out doing manly stuff (like painting, cooking dinner, and doing the garden).  We would be getting pedicures, go shopping, and bake.  I would have passed down my beautiful M initial ring and necklace to her.  I would have dressed her up in tutus and put her in dance class (if she wanted, of course).  She would have been one spoiled little princess.  With two older brothers she would have learned to be tough and get dirty, but she would still have been our little girly girl.

     I don't know exactly how long she lived for, but again, it wasn't long enough.  But in her short life, she completed our family and brought us so much happiness.  2 boys and a girl, we had the perfect little family.  She was so petite with long legs, just like her mommy. Unlike her brothers who were dark, so had the whitest, most perfect skin I had ever seen.  She looked like a porcelain doll, so precious.  She went to sleep with her mouth open, just like her big brother Ryker. 

     Her middle name, Theresa, is my Grammy's middle name.  I'm very close to her and thought she would have really liked having one of her great-grandchildren named after her.  I also thought it was cute that her name spelled METS, although my family (Yankee fans) wouldn't be very happy about that!