Seventeen

Seventeen years ago today,

I woke to contractions realizing I would most likely be a mommy before the day drew to a close.

At 6:08 pm we met Nathaniel Robert, all 8 lbs. 8 oz of him.

He had less facial hair then, but my mom (standing outside in the hallway) knew from his deep voiced cry that he was a boy!  He still has a deep voice.

Happy Birthday, Nathaniel!