It's Wednesday, and time to go for another walk down memory lane. If you would like to know more, click on the above link, join in, or just read other's contributions.

I am posting my "Walk down memory lane...." a little late today! I have been thinking all day about what to write about. As I sit typing, I am still not all that sure. I decided to browse through my photos for some sort of inspiration.

This is the photo I settled on. This is a picture of Samuel Wilton Purdy at 2 weeks of age.

Nearly every week some of the "memories" include the birth of children. The memories shared bought back a flood of my own memories. Samuel is our 4th and last child. Sam is spoiled, Sam is our wild child, Sam is loved, Sam is a gift from a loving Heavenly Father that helped heal my broken heart. Samuel was a high-risk pregnancy - I was 42, diabetic, high blood pressure and had lost a child through stillbirth. Sam came into the world through an unplanned C-section, yelling at the top of his lungs and weeing all over the doctor. I held Samuel constantly after he was born, to have him in my arms was like the balm of Gilead. He is now the image of perpetual motion, but he still snuggles in my arms at night to go to sleep.

18 months before Samuel was born, our little Emma Rose came into the world. An event that was looked forward to with great joy and anticipation. But, instead of the usual congratulations, hustle and bustle, baby's cry - there was silence. We knew that our little girl was going to be stillborn, but you still hope for some miracle. The birth of Emma made me find strengths and faith that I didn't know that I had. Sometimes I didn't think I could continue to function, but because of my oldest 2 children, I did. I love my little Emma Rose and look forward to holding her in the eternities.

Jessica......Jessica has always marched to the beat of her own drum. We had given up trying to have another child and had began the adoption process. Then low and behold! The doctors kept telling me that she would be a small baby and would probably come early. Well, she came the day before her due date, and weighed 9pounds 8.8ounces!! This child has talent oozing from her pores! She writes, draws and plays the piano, steel drums, violin and harp. She is a amazing big sister and a joy.

Jessica and her brother Joshua, are very soft hearted and always try to help others in need.

We thought about having a baby and was promptly pregnant with Joshua. Joshua was a patient, calm baby and has grown into a patient, calm young man. I often wonder how first born babies survive those first years! It is a wonder that stressed out, worry wart parents don't scare them for life! I look back at those early years with Joshua and my mind is flooded with wonderful memories. It is hard to believe that he will be leaving the nest soon.

I love being a Mum. I have never been in a rush for school holidays to end or to whisk the kids off to babysitters. That doesn't mean that I don't go a bit stir crazy at times and need my space! I haven't really skimmed the surface of the memories I have and am making with my children, but I hope that they have equally good memories and realize that they are each loved more than words can express.

Sally-Ann