This morning I saw the most beautiful faces laying next to me.
Little T had crawled into bed with us and was sleeping soundly.
Rich was starting to feed Baby A.
My fears about pumping have been completely erased.
God is so good
Baby A takes a bottle beautifully.
Little T is in love with his baby brother, even sharing his beloved Rawr Rawr with him.
The love that I feel for my family is unlike anything that I have ever felt.
The pride I see in my husbands eyes as he holds both boys, makes me melt.
I am in love.
I am blessed.
How could I not be in love, when this is what I get to see.