I keep this print of Lane's little piggies by my bed. I found it a few weeks after his birth stashed in with some hospital paperwork. A nurse must have stuck his tiny little foot into some ink and pressed it on paper.
I put it in a frame and placed it on my nightstand as a way to recall the night my body brought my babe in to this world.
It's a reminder of his tiny body - and beautiful little feet.
The same feet that now wear a size five shoe.
Hi! I found your blog through Lyndsay Johnson and I had to tell you that my brother's name is Lane. It's one of my favorites -- one you don't hear too often.
ReplyDeleteLoved reading your blog.