She has transparent blond hair, just like mommy and daddy did when they were her age. Just like every other little girl worth her salt, she pouts out that bottom lip like a pro when she cries. As she grows older, I fear she will be using that pout to get exactly what she wants from me.
I am truly at a loss to describe how I feel. Joy, fatigue, excitement and relief only begin to describe the experience. I can only say that I am truly grateful for our little blessing. As we are surrounded by family and friends, we are deeply honored by this gift God has given us.