I love this picture because it is so peaceful at a time that was so tumultuous. Ryan is 2 days old here, and I hadn't got the chance to hold him yet, he was in the NICU and I was in recovery trying to get my blood pressure down from the pre-eclampsia. I couldn't leave the bed and he couldn't leave the NICU so JB brought me this picture of our new son. I was so tired from the 28 hours of labor, so bloated from the 45 pounds of excess fluid (yes 2 weeks later I would be 45 pounds lighter), so drained from the emotional, scary pregnancy, so sore from the c section, and so so worried about my little boy who had fought the odds to be here and who I had yet to hold. This picture brought me a great sense of peace and when I look back on those days instead of remembering how everything went so wrong it helps me remember that everything is going to be alright.