Even though Cooper was born a month early and his medical records have him down as a “preemie,” he’s never been one to me. He wasn’t premature; he came when he was ready and there wasn’t a thing wrong with him. He was small though. None of his clothes fit. A couple of days after he was born I went with my mom to the DI and scoured the racks for preemie sized clothing. I found a couple of outfits, but my favorite is the one in the picture above. We had also received the outfit from a relative in a size much bigger. At the time I remember thinking, “My baby’s never going to fit into that!” Turns out I was wrong. He’s wearing it today.