It happened lasy night; we were blessed with another member to our family making me an auntie four times over. As if my own joy means anything, my brother must be wearing one of mom's "ear to ear" smiles.
How beautiful to bring a life into the world. We make the squishy, red and and pink, fleshy part, and God makes the immortal soul that makes the person he is and will become.
I wish I could hold the little guy, I'm sure I'll get my turn. Funny as it sounds, right now I can smell that fresh baby breath", fresh out of the love oven baby.
Deep breaths now, sleep sound Jr, all those ugly faces will soon be the suns your little world will revolve around. They're not so bad once you get to know them.