One Week Old!

Dearest Little Max,
One week ago you came into this world on the perfect day. The doctor wanted to induce me, so you started coming on your own and I was in labor when I reached the hospital. It was confirmation to me of God's word that you would come on an easy day and time to remember 2/22 at 12:12.

Your birth was amazing and peaceful. And it doesn't matter one bit that you are number four because you are every bit the miracle that your sister and brothers are. It was love at first sight. You are beautiful and I thank God every day that you are mine. Just like these flowers that accompanied your arrival, I could never get enough of you.

These seven days have been wonderful and exhausting. You and I often yawn simultaneously. However, when I hear your sweet voice in the wee morning hours and it's just the two of us together, I watch you eat and am amazed at the gift I've been given. How could anyone be more blessed than me? You are peaceful, healthy and mine. You have given your Daddy and me another opportunity to be co creators with God. What an awesome responsibility that is. Another tiny soul sent from Heaven to draw us closer to God.

Your funny faces already make all of us laugh. The peace on your face is like that of an angel. Your fleeting smile and big dimple warm my heart. I could literally spend all day just watching you.

Every day, every minute is a gift. Every event, every milestone is a first. How is it possible to love someone so much who's never said a word and has only been here for seven days? A better question is how is it possible not to?

I love you, Mama