Going through some old stuff today and stumbled across some old pictures. I will be honest, it is still a little painful to see pictures of my "old life." Not because I don't feel like divorce was the right answer, but who goes into a marriage and has a baby expecting it to fail? I feel bad for my little guy. I will recover. Clayton will recover. Carter is always stuck in the middle even though Clayton and I are actually great friends. Just wanted to share the old pictures. It is somewhat therapeutic.
Carter just hours old, September 12, 2008...The best day of my life.
Carter helping me clean. Well, keeping me company while I cleaned.