My baby turns 3 today. I can't believe it has been 3 years since I first held her. She has given us a run for our money - literally. She took 2 1/2 years to conceive. She was conceived on our 3rd IVF on November 15, 2003. My pregnancy was confirmed on December 1, 2003 and she was born full term (2 days early) on August 6th.

She changed our world even before she was born. She had her Daddy wrapped around her little finger before he was able to hold her.

And now, at the age of 3, she is no longer a baby or a Toddler. She is a little kid. One who is smart and funny. She looks out for her little Sister - hugs her when she's sad, comforts her when she is hurt and just adores her.

She is potty trained and sleeps in a big girl bed. She loves being around other kids and although she can still be shy, she does amazingly well with new people - especially considering that she used to cry and cling to me.

She has gone from a child who has no clue about her food allergy to one that asks if food is dairy or if it "will make her sick" (she has done this with new foods). It amazes me how much they can grasp at such a young age. She's leaving all the baby toys behind and is really into bigger girl toys - my little ponies, bigger kid puzzles, tea parties, etc.

She loves to go to the store with me and every night she asks to sleep with J and me instead of sleeping by herself.

I have enjoyed every moment of the past 3 years with her. And although we've had our share of worries with her, it's made her the child she is today and I wouldn't trade any of it.

Our plan was to take her to her favorite amusement park today with all 4 of us. But...we would have fought high chances of thunder storms. So we took her to the Children's Museum in Philadelphia and we owe her a trip to Storybook Land.

I've put together some pics of Kayla over the past 3 years. Amazing how much they change.