Just yesterday, you were sleeping in the sling and you had your loose fist near your mouth, just like you did in our ultrasound picture of you at 19 weeks. And I found tears rolling down my cheeks, as I marvelled at you, that you are the same baby that I worried about throughout my pregnancy, that you kept breathing in and out during those early months when I had to keep checking while you slept, that you have survived and thrived. | |