Coming Home

I am so so grateful for all my earthly angels who stayed with our kids so Sean could be there to support me and the baby. We are beyond words blessed that Sean was able to be with us at the hospital and hold my hand for every poke (I had 9 by the way, which is a lot for this needle phobic girl) Sister Davis watched them, the whiteheads watched them (they helped make this sign), Sister Hoca made them food and cleaned, my friend Morgan came and cleaned, and the Clark's watched them Sunday morning. When we drove up Bridget was excitedly waiting for us on the porch. 

Bridget quickly sounded the alarm and in less than a minute this baby girl was surrounded with excitement. 

Lucy was way more excited than I expected and was so sad when Adalind started rooting and had to be given back to mommy. "I am not done holding my Adin!" 

Gabriel and Bridget making me smile. 

Bridget had to be very patient when it came to holding Adalind, but she did finally get a turn. I am really proud of her. 

This boy is such a good big brother. Listening to him talk to his baby sister melts my heart. He was so calm with her and probably would have held her for an hour if I felt up to supervising that long.