It was the annual March for Babies this weekend. All over the country walks took place to help raise both awareness and funds for the March of Dimes. This year I walked in honor of my dear friend's son. He was born at almost 24 weeks at a pound and half. The day of the walk was his original due date and he is now over 6 pounds and thriving. My baby girl, Ali, and I were set to walk as "Team Rocky," but Mother Nature had her mind set on sending us frigid rain and thunderstorms. She didn't disappoint. So at the last minute I recruited my three year old son Johnny and we walked the 4 plus miles. Well, I pushed him in the jogger as he ate the handed out Luna Bars under the rain cover. He loved the action and the Lou Malnati's pizza that was waiting for us at the end of the race. I have a sneaky feeling he will be asking to go to more of these events with me now;)
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