Happy Birthday Leighton! Leighton was born on a sunny afternoon in August. Her birth was hard, and scary, and nearly killed us both. When the doctor finally pulled Leighton out, she was dangling before me by one leg, upside down, and red as a beet. She screamed louder than any of my other babies and continued to cry for a weird amount of time after delivery. In fact, I remember them finally handing her to […]
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