Wow, it doesn't seem like 11 years ago, but it was. At 8 lbs & 5 ounces with thick hair and red skin my Brooklyn girl was brought into the world at 12:58 via c-section. I'll never forget (after 30 hours of labor) them rolling me down the hall and the sudden attack of fear I felt. Not of the surgery but the angst of the responsibility that being a parent brings. All of the sudden I wasn't just responsible for myself but a child and would be for many years.
She's a joy. I love her dearly and am so blessed to have her in my life.
Brooklyn, may your journey on earth be sweet, filled with the love of Christ and blessings. May you marry someone who adores you and may you know the joy of being a mother also.
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