Our little boy is a whole week old today! Last Monday was a doozy of a day. Our lives changed eternally in a matter of minutes. And since then there’s been this cool, cool atmosphere of rejoicing wherever we go.
Victoria was on call in the hospital the night we stayed then held a shower for us within days of his birth. Her email was titled: “AN EMERGENCY BABY SHOWER!!!!!” or something like that.
Doc had to work Tuesday afternoon, the same afternoon I was on the phone nonstop for hours with attorneys, social workers, our homestudy agency, and family. Social workers, doctors and nurses stopped in all afternoon as we got everything set to take him home. My girlies hung out in the hospital room with me and their baby brother for almost seven hours straight. Thank God for Max & Ruby. A friend, who has a baby of her own, bought some coloring books and crayons, a magazine for me, and brought them up to the hospital room so that the girlies could stay occupied while I finished up the paperwork and legal stuff. She has no idea how helpful that was (THANK YOU KAT!!).
Deeda (Doc’s mom) dropped just about everything, drove down and spent several days manning the kitchen, loving on her three grandmunchkins, taking her new grandson for feedings when I was tired, and being a bright presence.
Friends, family, acquaintances and coworkers have been offering stuff, giving us stuff, calling, sending cards, and just loving on our new baby boy. What a gift he’s been! And how blessed we’ve been, not only to be given a son, but to witness the beautiful kindness and joy of people we love and even of people we hardly know.
I doubt that I’ll ever post his story beyond saying that we got a call early Monday morning about our little boy just before he was born, we met with some folks at the hospital a few hours later, and officially began caring for him Monday afternoon.
He’s a miracle and a witness of God’s goodness.
Thanks for all of your encouraging words!