During the closet re-organization project of 2015, I found a picture of one of the twins taken the day she was born.
When I saw it, I stopped what I was doing and put down the boxes of random bits of things that always seem to collect themselves in a closet and the fluffy hat with ruffles that I bought for my first Kentucky Derby party….
….and simply stared at the photo.
There she was.
Tiny and precious and beautiful and hooked up to a million tubes and machines and beeping gadgets wearing a tiny pink bow the nurses made for her on her wisps of downy blonde hair.
Weighing in at 2.2 pounds…..so little my hand almost covered her in the picture.