George Lewis
9 lbs. 6 oz.
Thanksgiving morning. Two and one half hours labor, and the all natural birth I'd dreamed of gave way to a beautiful baby boy. All the imagining in the world couldn't have prepared us for his resplendent face. Bliss. We raise our hearts in a song of joy, thanksgiving the air we breathe.
He eats and sleeps like a champ. The children encircle him with love and curiosity.
I take each slow moment for the gift it is. They run through our fingers like water.
