Recently I had reason to believe I might be pregnant…took a test…it was negative. But my mind had already retraced to those baby days…those ultra-precious brand new moments interspersed with baby spit-up and bleary-eyed mornings, teensy toes and fuzzy-edged baby blues.
Best thing we ever did was our decision to have her at a non-medical birth center with the help of a fabulous midwife. All 9 lbs 2 oz of her with no anesthetic–hoo-rah. I’d go through it again in a heartbeat, all you mothers know the feeling. Four hours later we were on our way home.
She’s grown up so much…and today she’s celebrating her third birthday!
Happy Birthday little one! Mama loves you.
These pictures are all out of her baby book…