We got a phone call one morning, that John's sister was having contractions. Later that afternoon we went to pick up the girls after their mother had been admitted to the hospital. It was an exciting day, as their baby brother would soon be here! After a long battle of the wills when it came to naptime, the oldest finally fell asleep. (Who can blame her? I wouldn't want to take a nap either!) Before we knew it we were off to have dinner and then to run to Target so the girls could pick out a gift to take their baby brother in the hospital.
Just as we were setting foot inside Target, we got the phone call. Baby Judah had arrived! The girls were giddy with excitement. As we were looking for "big sister" shirts she exclaimed, "Baby Judah just popped out!" So cute.
We didn't find "big sister" shirts so we went with matching outfits instead. After all, this was a very special occasion.
Making our way into the hospital. Probably past bedtime, but I'm pretty sure they were too excited to go to bed anyway.
Meeting Baby Judah for the first time.
The oldest was excited to give her baby brother the gift she picked out. Unfortunately he started crying almost immediately. The timid look on her face was a mix of disappointment and "oh no... what did I just do?"
Kids are hilarious. Out of everything there was to choose from... they picked out these tag along chimes.
Already in love. I can't quite imagine what it will be like getting to hold my own son for the first time.
John, always the cautious one. Just a word of warning to those who are able to come visit, he may greet you at the door with a mask and Purell.