Now, as I'm putting Ernest's size 12 month clothes away (sniff*sniff*) I am able to write "12 month BOY" on the boxes. Before I had decided to pack up his clothes I had spent some time in prayer over those little belongings. "Lord, are we done? Technically, we got our girl and according to some people we have spoken to our family is complete. I'm under the impression most people assume we are done. Are we done Lord? Place it heavily on my heart that we are no longer going to have more children." And you know what? It's not on my heart. Nope, not at all. Now we just have our children's clothes divided not only by size, BUT by gender. And I'm totally loving it. :-)
I took this picture at her 5 day check up.
Now tell me, why on earth would anyone want to stop this moment from happening???
My wonderful tough-guy husband holding and talking to her.
Two days old. Precious baby! She looks just like her oldest brother at this age.
She is adorable....and besides she needs a sister to play with now! LOL
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