so i’m an aunt. again.
he’s a big boy with brown hair and the most dunphey looking face ever (he’s just missing the glasses). he’s loud and his upper lip quivers when he cries and he didn’t like the ridiculous eye drops they must use on these newborns now. he’s perfect and i can’t be anymore happy.
i won’t lie, i prayed so hard that this baby would come before i go away. i found myself on a regular basis telling God that i really didn’t care about this or that and only cared about seeing this baby before i must leave. i guess He was listening and i am so incredibly thankful.
i have three days to hold and kiss this little guy, to get pictures taken to show you (i’m a very proud aunt) and pictures to bring with me. yes, i am so happy.