I think my earliest memory is meeting my new sister in the hospital when she was born. I remember wearing a blue and white mini-checkered pattern dress and being totally enamoured with her tiny feet. Apparently I held her and didn’t want to give her back.
Thinking back on this feels so special; my first memory is of my sister, what a sweet one. And now that she is a mother herself–as of just over a week ago–it’s almost surreal seeing how small we once were in these photos.
What is your earliest memory?
