Peanut Butter and Raspberry Memory

Aly,

For some reason (probably because there was nothing better in the house to "cheat" with) I made a peanut butter and raspberry jam sandwich for lunch yesterday. Upon the first bite, I was transported back in time to the day of your birth.

Look how young I looked (and how happy)!

Labor began in the morning and steadily moved  along. Your father recorded the frequency of my contractions. They weren't so bad; in fact, I got hungry and slapped some peanut butter and raspberry jam atop two slices of bread and devoured them in between contractions. All was well until, shortly before you were born, those two open-faced goodies decided they wanted to make an exit...into the nearest trash can. Ugh! I've not been a PB 'n' J fan since. No wonder why I remembered the day you made us a family. :/

I remember the sound of you smacking on your little hand like it was yesterday!

Love,
~Mama