I stumbled across Kelle’s blog, Enjoying the Small Things, quite by accident. She’s mama to two girls, one newly born, and an amazing photographer.

But this one post she wrote … it lingers with me. It’s her baby daughter’s birth story. 

Here’s an excerpt:

I knew the minute I saw her that she had Down Syndrome and nobody else did. I held her and cried. Cried and panned the room to meet eyes with anyone that would tell me she didn’t have it. I held her and looked at her like she wasn’t my baby and tried to take it in. And all I can remember of these moments is her face. I will never forget my daughter in my arms, opening her eyes over and over…she locked eyes with mine and stared…bore holes into my soul. 

Love me. Love me. I’m not what you expected, but oh, please love me.

If you read nothing else today, read the entire post. And if you have time, browse the rest of her blog and look through her photos. They’re balm for the February-weary soul.