The weekend before February 13th was a very normal one.
We took Natalie to Pump It Up on Friday night.
We went to the zoo on Saturday.
We went to church on Sunday.
And then we witnessed a miracle on Monday.
Did you catch that?
Meet our little miracle:
No, there weren't any complications with labor or delivery.
No, she wasn't rushed to NICU upon her arrival.
She was simply born.
God took a tiny piece of imperfect me
and a tiny piece of imperfect Keith
and made this:
And people still need a sign that there is an all-powerful, awe-inspiring, endlessly-loving God?
Hello world. My name is Madilyn.
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