Happy Birthday to Lu
It’s hard to believe that three years ago today I was cursing enough to fill three Swear Jars due to four, that’s right FOUR, failed epidurals. . You were completely worth it. I gaze at you with such wonder and adoration–that all eight pounds of glorious and PERFECT you could have come from me. I didn’t think I could love you more. And someone else held you in the highest of regard as well. Okay, two “someone else”s. The... Read More
