Meet Will, or Willie, or Homer, as I like to call him. This cute little guy came to live at our house on January 16, 2011. He's a lot of fun, unless you count those early morning moments. He's hairy... I mean, REALLY hairy. He was 11 days early, but still weighed almost 9 pounds!
After having three kids, and 10 years, we thought we were done. We had taken steps to ensure we were done. But, after five years with Jack and watching the girls grow into great little people, we came to the conclusion that we could, and in fact would, like to have another baby. The story of how Will came to our family is too long (and my husband might say, too personal) to share in cyberspace, but suffice it to say, he was meant to be a part of our family. Just to set the record straight, he was not an accident, a bonus, or any of the other words that people use to politely describe the family's caboose. In some small part, his name was actually chosen to demonstrate that when there's a "will" there's a way. I know that the Lord made it possible for this little guy to come to our family. It was this belief that carried me, and my "advanced maternal age" through pregnancy, delivery, four days in the NICU, the sleepless nights and hospital visits thus far.
We love Will and we're very glad he's come to live at our house!
2 comments:
I love him. His name is in fact among the most awesome of manly names. Warning: it comes with strength, power, and attitude. Love and embrace it cuz you ain't gonna change it :) Enjoy your miracle baby.
Love it....Welcome back to the world of blogging. Nikki really has me going on this and I even printed my last two years intoa book. Good luck with your beautiful new little Wil. Can't wait to see you back at Bunko.
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