|The first thing Dr. Nicholls said was, "He's a big boy!" And he was!|
|Let me get my hands on him!|
|First pic as a family of five :)|
|The girls' hands on their sweet baby brother|
|Proud Big Sisters!|
|Love this one|
|Daddy and his son|
|Letting friends know he was here!|
|KK and Benton|
|"the Papa face"|
|Sweet Aunt Erin|
|Not sure what Anna Clare was thinking here :)|
I didn't cry when he was born. I felt nothing but pure joy but didn't cry. In fact, I didn't cry when the girls were born either, which is surprising because I cry at the drop of a hat. But that first night when they brought Benton to me to nurse about midnight and Steve was sleeping soundly on that oh-so-comfortable hospital couch, I held my sweet baby boy and sobbed. I still tear up just thinking about it. I cried and cried and just kept thanking God over and over for this precious gift. A gift that I didn't know if we'd ever have and one that I certainly didn't deserve. I cried in praise and thanksgiving and joy and happiness. May God always receive the glory for Benton's precious life.
Be back with some very eventful happenings while we were in the hospital and some going home pics!