In an hour or so Langley will turn 3.
3 years ago I was huge. Gigantic. And scared to death. And, if I would have known I was about to give birth to a 9 pound, 3 ounce baby I would have probably been admitted to the psych ward rather than the women's clinic.
My life was totally different then. Langley rocked our world. She made me a mother, taught me about unconditional, sacrificial love, and brought more joy into our lives than we could have ever imagined.
Tonight, 3 years later, I sat with Langley and Aubrey and watched my husband win a first round tournament game. The 19th win this season. A WBC record for most wins in a season. God is so good.
Langley's favorite part of the game is half-time...