We went into the hospital at 7am on the morning of December 14th for our little baby to be born. The other little ones were left at home with Grandma Johnson. Time passed so slowly that day. I was anxious. We spent the entire day trying to be sure of the perfect name. Finally after 5 oclock in the evening he was born! What a sweet, perfect little baby. Dad cut the cord and my arms were reaching out to hold him. The doctor handed me my baby.
The thing is... after 9 long months of being in my belly I just wanted to hold him. Finally I got my little baby in my arms. I had loved him already, since I'd known about him. But now I can cuddle him and squish him and tell him how much I love him.
Mmmmmm! So sweet.
Little Baby Andersen. He is ours to take care of. Such responsiblility, such a blessing!
I love, love the way the girls adore him!
Family photo.
He is already the most loved little baby in the whole world! He gets to have 3 sisters, 1 brother, a dad and a mom to love him.
2 nights in the hospital holding him, sharing him, getting to know him, feeding, recovering and then we got to bring him home. He is wearing his first little outfit. So tiny and precious.
