I’m back to the frigid temperatures in Chicago after a wonderful long weekend in Raleigh. If you’re new to these parts, I was in Raleigh for the birth of my nephew. Our family is incredibly grateful to God for a smooth and “boring” birth and first few days of his life.
|this was our first meeting!|
I’m already so attached to him and I’ve known him for 5 days. I’m new to Aunthood, so I really didn’t know what to expect when I first met him. I knew I would love him and think that he was cute and precious and adorable, but I didn’t expect to be so overwhelmed with love for him. It’s one of those things where everything he does is worthy of a picture or telling someone else about, even if he’s done it a hundred times already. I’m so thankful that I was able to be there when he was born because I had the chance for some good one-on-one time, which mostly consisted of him sleeping and me staring at him. At some point in his life, he will not approve of that but, for now, he seems pretty okay with the whole situation.
There’s nothing like a newborn baby to remind you of how great God is. Not only for His provision and blessings, but also for His creativity and downright amazing design. To think that He knit David together inside of Kate’s womb (Psalm 139:13) just blows my mind. If nothing else, David (and all newborns) can remind us of how incredible God is.
Needless to say, I’m anxiously awaiting the next time I get to hold him. Lucky for me, that’s one week from today.