These first days have been such a blessing, such a gift. There has been a lot of rocking, and cuddling. Lots of kissing a brown little head. Sisters have been in awe of this tiny sister, they call her "Littles" which is what Josie called Sarah when she came. We have been enjoying the joy of it all... It has been so different from Sarah's birth and that makes me a little sad.
We have been home, we haven't left. Eva's first official outing was church yesterday morning. We have been spoiled by wonderful friends bringing meals over. We have been smiling, and sighing, and crying just a little.
This is so wonderful. I look at Eva in awe, it's hard to believe she's really here. The months of hoping, praying, carrying her and she's arrived safely. Praise God!
On Thursday I got sick and had to go to the doctor. I delivered Eva with the stomach flu and my defenses were down, recovery is tougher this time. Thursday I had a fever and the doctor said, an infection. Thanks to the antibiotics I am finally beginning to feel like myself. It's been hard to not feel good when I want to just enjoy this blessed little window of time before life really picks up again. I want to savor each and every one of these first hazy baby days. And of course they have been bittersweet.
She is so beautiful, and she looks just like her sister. We prayed. Josie prayed, and I prayed before she was born. "Lord, let her look a bit like Marie". Maybe with dark hair. so that Eva in the coming years will have something to tie her to her sister. She can say, I wasn't here when Marie was but I look like her.
And God answered the prayer, as He always does. Eva looks so much like Marie my heart catches in my throat sometimes when I look at her. What I wouldn't give to see them together... and I will. I just have to wait for Heaven first.
Marie, March 2007
Eva...
We are just taking it easy, getting to know this new girl and enjoying this all as much as we can. I don't know how it happened but I am just incredibly humbled by how much my Father has blessed me.
The blonds...
Little monkey...
His arms are full... Bittersweet. We wish that chair was more crowded. There's still room for Marie there...
