Family of Four

It’s about 5:40 a.m. I’m laying on the floor of our baby girl’s nursery as I type this on my phone. John made a make-shift bed on the floor here in the nursery and stayed in here from midnight to 5:30 a.m. so I could get some rest. I just came in, woke him, and sent him to our room so he could get some real rest.

I’ll write more about the birth of our sweet baby girl later but wanted to record just a few things here.

I’m so grateful for John’s support and my mom’s support. My mom came into town a week ago today and will be with us for three more weeks.

Last night, as we were putting David to bed, he could hear the baby crying. He wanted to get out of his crib and go to her. So my mom brought her in the room and he instantly cheered up. Right after we put him down, I gave the baby a bath and then brought her into the nursery to lotion her and put on her pjs. David could hear her crying through the wall (her changing table is right on the other side of the wall where David’s crib is in his bedroom). He started “singing” almost like he was trying to soothe her. It was adorable! When we brought her home, he was busy playing with cars (his favorite thing). At one point, he brought a car over to the baby and placed it in her car seat where she was sitting. It was so cute.

I am so thankful for this sweet family of mine. It’s crazy and exciting to think that we’re a family of four!

One thought on “Family of Four

  1. Nell morgan February 28, 2019 / 9:00 am

    So happy to know about the new member of the family. Love your messages. Would love to hug all of you. May all continue to be well.

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