I’t’s been a while since I posted. I’ve been a little busy. The day after we moved into our new home (yep we’re homeowners now) we went into labor. There may be a small possibility that the move jump-started my labor… just a chance…
After 14 hours of labor, one epidural, and maybe 5 minutes of pushing we gave birth to this sweet little guy. 5 lbs 14 oz and 17.5 inches of pure miracle.
Little Lion told us not to bring him home when we first met him. But she changed her mind the next morning. When she woke up the first thing she told her pop was, “baby home OK” she has since transitioned amazingly well. She was a bit timid with him at first, but she loves him and wants to help take care of him. She’s a little mother.
I was so scared I couldn’t handle two. But I remembered a tender mercy from when we first found out I was pregnant. I had this strong assurance from the Lord that I could do it, because He would help me. It’s been true. I can do it and He has helped me.
When they first put our sweet little boy on my chest I was overwhelmed with his spirit and his sweetness. I felt how much our Heavenly Father loves him and was in awe that Heavenly Father sent him to us to love and care for.
Motherhood is wonderful and beautiful and I’m so grateful to be a woman. We love our little boy. We call him our little jaguar. He’s perfect. Even with all the exhaustion, hormonal shifts, and stress associated with newborns I keep feeling that these could be some of the happiest moments of our earthly lives.