While going through the things in my parents' home, we found some photos

My dad loved photography and cameras - he always has - and he still does.  There were always photos of us growing up, Easter Sunday morning with our new bonnets, dresses, and shoes, family reunions, family dinners.  So there are a lot of photos to go through.  We found a small box that my mother had tucked away in her sewing room (??) and it had letters and baby cards for when each of us were born.

I had never seen my newborn picture or the specific information as to  how much I weighed, my height, time I was born, and footprints.

That's me.