I woke up in the middle of the night and went to work in labor.
Afterward, we drove to the hospital and found out no progress had been made. The doctor was sure I was NOT actually going to have a baby that day. My nurse told me that she thought I was going to be sent home.
Forty-three minutes later my Grace was born.
She’s lived fast and furious ever since.
Happy Birthday to my adventure loving girl. You are a joy and delight to me and your daddy.
She reminded me this morning that it is also Jack’s gottcha day, so happy one year of being her cat Jack.
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1. LOVE Grace’s wrinkled nose pic.
2. LOVE Grace’s Jack’s gotcha day pic.
3. LOVE y’all and miss y’all…hope your getting snow! The news said there would Lake effect snow, but not sure if that makes it to y’all.
Beautiful pics, more beautiful girl! Happy Birthday!
Oh, and 43 minutes??? Phew! And I thought 6 hours was intense.