With the actual birth day so fresh in my mind, I can hardly believe that a year has blinked by.
A year ago the only one left from our families was my mom. Everyone else had to leave, and I was beginning to think I was just going to be massively pregnant forever. And ever. Amen.
But my midwife, Tatum and God had other plans, and so after less than six hours of furiously fast labor Tatum Keturah came into this world at 8:52 pm.
Wrinkled and pink and squawking at the world the second she hit the air, but calming within seconds from the sound of my voice.
As she's grown and we've been able to discover more of her personality, it seems my premonition that this kid would be a spitfire was right. Kicking in the womb and still making her opinions known.
And now, after nearly a year of weekly pictures (34 out of 52 isn't bad...I gave up when I couldn't keep her bottom planted on the fabric anymore), I give you...(drumroll)
Tatum Week by Week
Hope you enjoyed this little trip down memory alley (it's too short to be a lane)!
Obligatory pictures of a baby smashing her face in cake coming soon!