Kind of a wrinkly little cutie, aren't I?! :)
Then I went back into pictures of my own 3 babes from the days of their birth...
The day we enter the world should be a day of so much joy and hope. Its not always the case. But as a mother who spends much of her own birthday looking back to the days of birth that I have been a part of, I know that each of those days is a day I will never forget.
Through their lives, whether long or short, my own children teach me more about who God is, who I am and what is possible through love, than I could have otherwise known. And today, I am thankful for the days of their birth.