30 June, 2004. Contractions start around 2.30am. Eventually, things get rolling and the midwives are called, around mid-morning. Eventually, the waters are broken, and because of the presence of muconium (again), I move on to the hospital with Toby while Abigail is looked after by friends. After a few more hours and some protesting to the midwife that no, I can't do this anymore, out she comes. And now look at her! All dressed up in her birthday finery.




Anna, may you know all the glorious riches Jesus has in store for you. Mama loves you, Baby.
1 comment:
As a matter of fact, YES it does remind me very much of someone!! The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, as they say! LOL
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