His Birth Story.
January and February Winter has always felt like a season that asks us to slow down. The world outside grows quiet beneath blankets of snow while life inside becomes smaller, softer, slower. Days were spent curled up under blankets, binge-watching Netflix, stealing afternoon naps, warming cold hands around mugs of hot cocoa, watching winter berries peek through the snow, listening to the wind rattle the windows during blizzards. And in the middle of all that winter… The greatest surprise of our lives arrived. Five weeks early. I had imagined the ending of my pregnancy a hundred different ways. I secretly hoped he’d hang on just a little longer so we could share a birthday. Instead, he chose his own story. And yes!!! A boy! Bright blue eyes. Fuzzy strawberry blonde hair and his daddy’s nose. All 4 pounds 9 ounces and 17 inches of pure love! By far, my easiest birth. I started the new year with a horrible cold and cough, and little di...
