One week ago today, we were checking into the hospital to meet Isaiah. Also, just FYI, I am currently crying because, hormones, and how has it been a week already?!
I have all the feelings, and plenty of words, about our newest little one and the ways our family has changed and stretched and birthed new things (literally and metaphorically); but for now, some pictures from our first few days precious moments in the hospital together.
Isaiah Andrew Stanley, born at 9:22pm on August 11th, 8lbs 2oz, 21.5." And, just in case I forgot to mention, perfect in every way.
After his birth, a collective cheer went up in our room when they did his pulse ox and it was 100%. Both Adam and I had moments in the hospital where we felt fearful, remembering our time there with Caden and feeling overwhelmed. We were grateful for having a different experience this time, and are reminded of all the ways that God is good to us, blessing us through both difficulties and triumphs.
We are clearly all smitten with the littlest Stanley.
Classic.
Jayci is absolutely the sweetest big sister in the whole land, and could not be more gentle and tender and precious with Isaiah.
Caden has been amazing with Isaiah too, though slightly less comfortable, and possibly with more meltdowns and tantrums. I suppose it's to be expected since he's been the "baby" for four years and suddenly finds his throne usurped.
We are all healthy and happy and snuggled in at home together, enjoying meals from friends and visits from neighbors. Thank you to everyone who has been and continues to be praying for us and loving us so well.