Meeting HIM

Like I've said before, I have lots of super artistic friends. And when my cousin couldn't make it to the hospital when we met Bear, our friend willingly stepped in. 

I am so happy to have these first moments of meeting our son. 

Yes, I know it looks like I am going to eat him. 

I guess when I am super excited my jaw line goes wonky.  

(side note, Pumpkin made the same face when she held Bear for the first time)

 We were truly in awe.

He is perfect in every way.  I mean, just absolutely precious. We couldn't be more grateful to the bparents for giving us our son. 

I soaked in every ounce of him. 

His cheeks are amazingly soft.

His smell is the best and really should be bottled. 

Compared to the rest of his tiny self, he had HUGE feet. 

He was born to play soccer. 

After the bparents were discharged we were warned we were going to be moved into the breast feeding room.  They brought in a dinner they had made for bmom and we happily ate it. 

This is our room.  No joke.  The nurses were really great to us and felt HORRIBLE that they had to put us in here.  They were overflowing with deliveries because of the heatwave.  Everyone went in labor due to dehydration.  They had to put new parents on other floors. So there truly was no place else for us to go.  And I really am so thankful that they let us stay.  We would have slept in the middle of the hallway if they didn't have somewhere to put us. 

Soon after we settled in our room we facechatted with the girls and they met their brother. 

Isn't technology amazing.  I really think it's magic. 

Right now, I am crying just looking at this and looking at him.  

I can't believe it.  I know this journey brought us here just in the right time and path God intended. But I just can't believe that HE IS MY SON!  Everything I ever hoped for cuddled up in one little blanket.  So perfect in every way.  There is nothing better or more amazing than being a mother.  And I praise God that He didn't think our family should stop at 2. 

 I know every other sentence on here is about how grateful I am.  

But can we please talk about my best friend Shannon.  

We obviously didn't think we would be sleeping on the floor.  

She brought up my sleeping bag (The Hubs thought he would be able to sleep in the rocking chair and flat out refused to have her bring up his.  Even though I said she should bring it just in case.  He refused...men) and pillow, and lots of treats. 

Also, you are not supposed to have any family or friends meet your child before parental rights are terminated.  I ignored this rule, well honestly I forgot.  I think my brain went into total shock and was on an emotional shut down.  Regardless, if they decided to parent we would have wanted the support of our family and friends.  Maybe the rule was to protect their feelings... whatever, it didn't happen.

And we settled for the night, well at least about every other hour until Bear or a nurse woke us up.