Little did we know what significance that date would have for us later in the year, the day she passed away. I wish I could go back and warn myself to be extra careful (but how could I have been!?). I wouldn't tell myself to not get excited because that was the best 9 months of my adult life. I loved being pregnant. Nothing can change what's done but I sure which it could sometimes.
Here are some photos from that day...
I wrote down the date the morning I found out before work. 2/3/10.
Here's the surprise I had waiting for Tim when he got home that day.
A closer look...