CMB

I'm thinking about my Mom at her favorite time of the year, especially as Carmen Mae Biggs would have been her most favorite Christmas present ever.  I'm especially thankful she gave me the gift of the good labor gene (with perfect teamwork from the little Biggs). I'm also relieved that the BRCA2 gene did not find me and will likely not be a part of Carmen's health story either. 

Paul didn't plan to take labor photos that synched up with the photos my Dad took when my Mom was in labor with me, but somehow it just happened. One of the things you loose when someone dies is the ability to ask about the past. Was she really as calm as the pictures from August '83 suggest? My look is more about quiet resignation to the birth process and then immense relief to have a sweet baby girl in my arms. Enjoy.

Hanging out checking the baby's heart before labor really gets moving.

I really should have put on blue eye shadow if I was really going to do this photo shoot right.

Both Carmen and I were born with dark hair. She's had the most hair of our Biggs babies.