March arrived, and on the tenth day our treasured newborn lamb was born.
I traversed the highways and interstates two days before her birth. Even with Rose desperately wanting me there, she couldn't contain the niggling thought that came to be voiced,
"What if the baby doesn't come by next week and you must return home?"
"No worries Rose, it is truly one day at a time. The Lord has me here now for these very moments."
Baby Ivy Elizabeth waited until her time in the womb was fulfilled and then she joined us in our wide-opened world. Life has changed, never to be the same again.
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