Doll Baby

Macy was born early Sunday morning.

She weighed 9 lb. 10 oz. and measured 20.5 in.

Getting her here went pretty smoothly and didn't scare me from having more babies, even though she was so big.  Honestly, everyone in the delivery room was shocked at her size and there were many comments made about how incredible it was for her to make her debut once she was no longer a "newborn."  I love her full cheeks and cute little rolls on her legs.  She has darling long fingers and long skinny feet.

She has us completely enchanted.  She's so sweet and I could just sit and hold her all day.

I'm not one that gets crazy over babies, but my own babies always amaze me by the way they take over my whole heart and help me really see the world in it's true perspective.

We love you Macy Girl.

Glad to have you here.

The Good Kind of Tears

Saturday I cried a lot of useless tears.  

I cried because I woke up still pregnant.  

I cried because I sat down on the couch with my family and couldn't get comfortable.  

I cried because I had to go to the bathroom.  

Just a lot of crying over nothing.

Tonight I sit here with so much to be grateful for... and I'm grateful to have something great to shed some tears over. 

I was just sitting there, holding my sweet, new, little baby girl.  

As I held her and marveled at her innocent perfection, 

I looked up at my boys that were giggling along with their awesome daddy as they watched Madagascar 3.  

I was overwhelmed by the reality that this is my life.  

My three sweet children, my forever best friend... my whole world that I get to be blessed with forever.  I was overcome by gratitude that this is my life.  

And then I cried.  Just a little, but they were the tears I like to shed.