One year ago today, after beginning to feel better from a cold, I headed out to the mall for some new maternity shirts with a friend. And went into labor.
At just shy of 27 weeks.
Within hours of that, a dear bloggy friend found out that her daughter Lola had had a heart attack and not survived...but she was not told for 6 days.
A year later, we both have seen a lot of changes. I am eternally grateful to the doctors, and especially the nurses, who helped keep my baby boy cooking for 8 more weeks, and shocked to find myself 1 day shy of him being 10 months old. It feels like the blink of an eye.
And my dear friend? Just 3 days shy of her sister's birthday, Lady Season arrived safe and sound and beautiful. What a difference a year makes. Please go wish her congratulations. She has been a pillar of strength, and an inspiration to so many of us.
Cannot believe how far we have come.