....not really.
From what I can recall, it was a long, long night and an all-too-long ride to the hospital in the sunrise hours of the morning. Labor of love, and here she was, in all her chubby glory. When they laid her whopping 8 lbs 6 oz in my arms, I was in awe (mainly at how chubby she was). And then, when I came to my senses again, I realized that she, in all her chubby glory, was a beautiful gift - the best one I've ever been given (followed 2 years later by another best gift). We'd waited long, prayed pleading prayers, offered tears of thanks when we discovered her life was growing. Healthy and strong. A gift - almost given up on - from the Giver of gifts.
Happy Day 1!
Happy Day 1825!
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I was just thinking yesterday about how you called me to tell me you were pregnant and I started crying - right in the lobby of covenant library...happy tears. :) Happy Birthday Teya!!! Love you guys!
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