This is the outfit that I brought to the hopsital in the hopes of taking Avelyn home wearing it. When I tried to slip it onto her tiny, newborn frame I realized it was a tich too big.
I knew I was in luck this morning when I saw my friend, Jess, standing behind the till at Starbucks.
We’ve made it through the first four weeks! Avelyn’s personality is emerging a little more each day, as the photo below captures.
There are times when Avelyn looks up at me, her eyes wide with wonder, and her tiny lips will curl into the most precious smile, her right cheek hollows in the daintiest dimple, and I feel as though she’s truly awa
Avelyn is finally getting big enough to wear something other than preemie onesies.
No sooner had I slipped this sweet little dress over her head that she puked up all over it.