I have now spent two birthdays at Brookwood Medical Center, my original and my 33rd. By all accounts, both were fantastic.
On the 33rd celebration there were a slew of darling visitors there to soak in the beauty of Miss Lydia.
The most important visitors.
There are not words to express how much the boys already love her. It does a momma heart so good.
Eli getting her first sort-of-smiley picture.
Cousins showing her just how to pose for the camera.
Great-Grandparents who never miss a birthday.
Proud Grandmas
An Uncle who came bearing donuts and cupcakes.
Dear friends and their future babysitters.
As I sat on that uncomfortable hospital bed in the late hours of my birthday eating a cupcake with a dirty fork and dropping crumbs on my new daughter's nursing head I could not think of a more amazing way to celebrate.
As nice as it was, when it was time to go we were more than ready.
And then on the blustery last day of February they let us come home. And everyone sighed with joy.
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