I'm in love for the second time in my life.
In love with precious little feet.
And a sweet rosy mouth.
And fuzzy little baby ears.
And tiny hands (with Daddy's fingernails!).
And precious sleepy eyes.
Oh yes, I'm in love!
Little did we think that our precious one -- who was due to arrive on Christmas Eve (and that was ten days earlier than his original due date) -- would surprise us by arriving over a week "early." So little did we think this, we were convinced that the first six or seven hours of labor were just Braxton Hicks.
I am so grateful to God for a safe, healthy, and natural delivery -- only two and a half hours of labor in the hospital, the other 9-or-so hours at home. I had hoped and prayed for a natural, drug-free birth, but I knew that whatever happened would be God's plan. I am so grateful that He granted me that desire! Thanks to my indescribably wonderful husband, relaxed OB, and a handful of fabulous labor and delivery nurses, the whole experience was such a blessing. And at the end of it, we were handed a 7 lb. 4 oz. bundle of wonder and joy.
So here we are, safely home, enjoying our firstborn son and trying to catch up on sleep!
God is so good.