I don't remember the first day of my children's lives. I remember the basics. What I ate, where we were, some of the catastrophes, but I don't remember the way I looked at her. I don't have a picture of how my oldest fell in love with her brother immediately or how nonchalant my son was with our tiny Jane.
That first day when everything is so brand new.
It's so sudden really, they were there and now they're here. It's a whirlwind. Here's Summit's first day. It was a beautiful Saturday after a sweet soft birth.
