Eight years ago, when the rest of the world was watching the drama in New York City unfold, I was in labor with my second child, my first daughter, Dorothy. It was my 25th birthday and I was thrilled with my very special gift. It’s hard to not mix her birthday with the Twin Towers falling, they will be forever entwined. She was born 8 minutes before the South Tower fell. Dorothy is an amazing little sprite, always has been. She is so full of life, so full of energy that I wonder if there was an energy surge that she picked up at birth.
Happy birthday to my first princess!