All Things Being Equal

When he was thirty-two weeks and one day in… the morning looked like this…

Thirty-two weeks and one day ago, by dusk, our life looked like this…

And now, here we are. All things being equal. Thirty-two weeks and one day out.
And he’s healthy {mostly}. Happy {mostly}. And ours {fully}.

What a difference a day can make. What a difference that day made.