All due in the same month it is these babies that brought us together (though some came early and others, like Bo, took their time). The fears and joys and love and tears that we share in the universal tale of motherhood brought us together. All born within weeks of one another, these tiny children are a testament to the diversity, the rich tapestry, that makes our world such an amazing place. Already so different, but also, so alike. Their eyes, all ready speak so much of who they are. Of who they will become. Of their forever changing story. Some eyes tell deep, dark stories and others are playful. Some are serious and others seem to already be eternally kind. They are in there, the adults who will change the world we live in, the adults who will shape the future, the people we have the responsibility to raise.
I have been blessed to have had the privelege to be a fly-on-the-wall of each and every one of these babies lives. From long before they were born. I saw their very first scans. Their first profile. Their tiny unborn fingers and toes. I have discussed their weight and their eating habits and their sleep habits. I rejoiced in the news of their safe arrival to this world and I have worried through their pains. I have comforted their mothers just as their mothers have comforted me during times of need.
I am very blessed to have these babies in my life. I am even more blessed to have forged friendships (some ever-lasting) with the women who gave these (and so many unpictured) beautiful babies life.
Futures still unwritten. Growing. Shaping. Changing. Learning. Becoming who they already are.
Becoming who they were always meant to be.
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