“not flesh of my flesh, nor bone of my bone, but still miraculously my own. never forget for a single minute, you didn’t grow under my heart, but in it.” – author unknown welcome home ella.
Monthly Archives: May 2011
one of the joys of being the oldest is that, although i may be done having my own babies, i get to soak up, cuddle and love my brother’s and sister’s new babes to my heart’s content. welcome to the family matthew brian. you are so loved.
my dear aubry, i do believe motherhood agrees with you. happy mother’s day to you and to all mothers, old and new.