My daughter Elea’s first birthday was last Wednesday. I went about my day, as I normally do, enjoying the little moments of mothering. My husband came home from work, we ate dinner, we helped Elea open a few presents. But as the time that she was born drew nearer – 9:37 pm – I felt and heeded a deep need to look at the pictures from her birth. My two girls asleep, my husband watching television, I turned on the computer and started looking at pictures and watching video clips from Elea’s birth day. Read more…