Isla's one-month birthday.
A week before my due date. I was carrying a lot lower this time round, which meant it would definitely be a boy.
Labour is a lot more fun the second time around. Especially with these lovely ladies.
Mom and a 1/2 day old Isla.
Two days old.
Mom, I'm falling over here. Mom! Can you put the camera down and help me out?
Woops!
