Sometimes it's hard to believe we have a baby. We hear no tiny cries in the middle of the night. We push no stroller. We change no diapers. But in this moment - the one where we hold our son - the beeping sounds of the NICU and the moving around of nurses all melts away. For a moment, we realize: he's ours.
Enjoying his big boy crib.
Stretch! It's hard work to lay here all day and sleep.
He looks so "just-where-I'm-supposed-to-be" all curled up in your arms :)
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