Naomi, my youngest, is 24 years old today! Who can believe it? Because she is my baby, the youngest (like my sister), nobody can believe she's grown up!This picture, maybe a polaroid, has my late mother in law's writing on the back, saying the picture was taken on Christmas Eve 1989, 8 days old. Some damage to the image, I can look splotchy but not that splotchy. Plus this picture has been up on the bulletin board for years.
She was a little one; I took her home at less than 5 pounds. 3 weeks premature. Or something. It was one of those kind of pregnancies; I didn't know I was pregnant until the middle of the second trimester. Don't ask.
It took us awhile to get that family formation thing going but then we got carried away; having 4 children in seven years. A huge impact on my adult life, to be sure.
There she is, so teeny tiny. The pediatrician made me bring her in twice/week for first few weeks because she was so little. The nurses used to scream when they weighed her because she was so small.
But now she's all grown up; getting ready to do her student teaching at an elementary school after the first of the year.
She's upstairs making her own birthday cake.
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