Hello, Elliott. My sweet youngest son, you are here! You came bursting onto the scene on Monday night, January 14th, at 7:22 pm. You weighed 5 pounds, 10 ounces, and were 18 inches long. You had tons of black hair, long fingers, and skinny legs. You instantly started making tiny kitten noises. We are completely in love with you.
You have been here for two weeks and had lots of love from friends and family. Your big brother Milo is very protective of you- he worries a lot when you cry or make sad noises, and will run to try and find an adult to help you. He offers you his pacifier, which is a big thing for him to give up; it shows me that you mean a lot to him. Daddy and I also love you to pieces and take turns snuggling you and staring into your very dark eyes.
You are completely yourself, with your own looks and personality. You don’t really look anything like your brother did when he was a baby- you are smaller, with lots and lots of hair, dark eyes, and a tiny little chin. We’ve been working hard to get you to gain weight and grow strong; you came so early that we have to wake you up to remind you to eat. You look around with the sweetest quiet expression, taking in all the craziness of our little household.
Daddy and I had been counting down the days until we could hold you and officially make our family a group of 4. Now that you’re here, we’re treasuring every moment, from the bustling times when all four of us are trying to fit on the couch or in our bed, to the special moments when it’s just you and me, during 4am feedings or when the rest of the family is out to work and school. I’m so glad to finally meet you, and I can’t wait to see all the adventures time will bring.
My heart is bursting with love for you, your Mama.