A friend of a friend has a new granddaughter who was born early. They named her Ivy, and something about the story touched my heart. I imagined all the people who were worrying about her, and wishing her their best, hoping she'd be OK.
I graded my booties down from a new-born size to a preemie size. I hope they fit. You can see how tiny they really are.
The last word I had was that Ivy was home, and doing well. Welcome to the world little Ivy.