Down to Corinne...

My first entry was about Ali. I finally got around to writing about Isaiah. So now we are down to Corinne.
Cori is a sweet, chubby, determined baby- who is almost not a baby at all anymore. Of course she is my baby, so I get to extend that title as long as I want.
Cori's speech is developing much later than her older sister and brother. Since most people... well nobody except her... is fluent in Cori-language, I can't fill a page on the cute and profound things she says. She talks and talks all day long, and occasionally an English word will pop in the middle of it all. So I thought I would take the chance to write about the night she was born. Certainly the most colorful of my three experiences giving birth.