I am a mother. It's still weird to say, or even really think about, and mostly I have been to exhausted to really delve deep into what this means for me mentally. Today I got to go to church in our old ward on the mountain and it was so fun to show all of those wonderful people and the kids I taught in primary that their prayers pay off. That God does hear. We just have to trust his timing.
So I am a little emotional today. I haven't had time to post my own pictures so I am directing you to my cousin's blog so you can see our little bundle of joy. She was so kind as to do a photo shoot for us. Hopefully someday I can post some of my pictures, but these are better anyway.
We need a family pic.
Oh, he was born on Mother's Day. 8lbs 9oz 21.25 inches long. I got to cut his umbilical cord. It was a grueling and long couple of days, but it was well worth it. I will never take for granted the gift his birth mother has given us, and the love she has for him.
Click here to see The boy
