The birth of a friend’s baby in the wee hours of the night early this morning.

From what I’ve read this could have been (and seemed to be moving towards) a very traumatic birth and seems to have become just a blessed event instead.

I am so proud of Jenny even without knowing all the details.
I have never heard of anyone who suffered so much, for the entire duration of the pregnancy, to bring a blessed baby to the world.

And this is the first in a long line of mama-pregnancies from my mama’s group back in Indiana.

I can’t be there to rub the bellies or smell the little newborn heads…but all of you are in my thoughts and prayers…in my very spirit…everyday.