Twenty Eight

Twenty-eight years ago today, my super-mom of a mom delivered me and welcomed me into the world. I imagine this moment was a pretty great one for both my mom and dad, I was their first baby (and I am their cutest- ha-ha).
Growing up, I remember this photo being the one that I looked at often as I sifted through mom's boxes. There is something so special about this moment and I never really understood it, until I had my own babies. Now I get why it's so captivating. With two daughters of my own, I can now understand how insanely beautiful new life is.  The unspoken connection. The instant love and trust that ties children and their parents together. It's just so incredibly beautiful.

So here's to 28 years of life. What a gift.