Then when they placed her in my arms (I had a c-section), I nearly gasped. Actually maybe I did gasp for real.
She was SO incredibly breathtakingly beautiful.
And she looked just like me.
Hahahaha! But honest to god that's not why I thought she was so incredibly breathtakingly beautiful. Looking like me has nothing to do with it, oddly.
My husband kept commenting - and still does today - how much she looks like me and how cute she is. And she is. I don't think she's as much of a Pretty baby as she is Adorable. And, really, it's more than just Adorable. She's Adorable with a capital F! Seriously!
Anyway... I had my mom take some pics of my baby pics because I don't have any and she lives 60 miles away. She did and uploaded to Facebook. The images aren't very clear but when I saw one of them of me on a swing, I nearly... gasped again:
That's me on the left circa
1972 a long time ago and that's Lovie on the right from 2.5 weeks ago.