Every single Saturday, and often Fridays and Thursdays too, I think back to what we were experiencing at that time on the days leading up to and on your birthday a few weeks ago. I wake up and think of what stage of labor I was in, and throughout the day I remember all of the amazing occurrences of that day. On most Saturdays at 10:31 am I think of how you had just been born and your dad and I were finally getting to meet you. I cannot imagine a time when Saturdays, and especially 10:31 am on Saturdays, do not trigger a flood of memories for me. I will forever cherish 10:31 am on February 4, but I also have a special place in my heart for all Saturdays, because it was a Saturday, only eight weeks ago, that my life changed forever. Love you!