Life with G

So I guess this is where we should give a small introduction to this blog - it'll be snapshots and stories of our life together as a family.  We understand the narcissistic element of having a blog, but we just want to update our friends and family on our happenings, especially with the newest addition to our family.  In the end, if you don't want to read this, just click on the "next blog" link at the top of the page.  That can be fun too!

[M] I'll be writing today, but sometimes I'm sure S will write and then hopefully, one day G will write too.

So, I won't describe in detail the birth of our new baby girl - maybe some other time.  I'll just write about a couple of things before she wakes up again...

Some lessons from the last couple of days:

 - I was a novice.  Noob.  Whatever you want to call it, I had no idea what I was stepping into.  Normally, I'm the type of person who likes to research things like crazy, even if I'm buying something menial.  But for some reason, when it came to having a baby, I literally did nothing.  I kept saying I would read or look up articles online and then bam, 9+ months later, "Let's go the hospital!"

Since that moment, I have learned a ton.  I think the weight of "you are raising and taking care of another human being that will be completely and wholly dependent upon you and that responsibility is a serious thing" slapped me in the face.  I am absolutely getting schooled so much by God, by G, by S, by my parents, by the internet and by life.  And yet after learning so much in these last couple of days, one of the greatest realizations I had is that I'm still a noob.

 - There was this moment last night around 4am when I was holding G and just staring out the window and God laid this verse on my heart - "¹¹ “Which of you fathers, if your son asks for a fish, will give him a snake instead? ¹² Or if he asks for an egg, will give him a scorpion? ¹³ If you then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give the Holy Spirit to those who ask him!"

My heart began to well up thinking of how much I love G - how much I care for her, how much I want to protect her, how much I want the best for her, BUT that my love pales in comparison to the extravagant love that God has for both me and G.  It's a concept I knew cognitively, but this verse took on another dimension when we had G.  And it overwhelmed me as I had this sweet moment with the Lord.  Oh how He loves me!

Finally, enough of my sleep-deprived thoughts - here's what you really want...

Baby G on her very first birthday.

Baby G chilling in her hospital crib.

Baby G was 9 lbs.  Her feet were almost the size of the whole carbon paper.

Mommy with G.  S was so amazing through this whole process.

Baby G with Auntie J and Grandma

Me changing G's diapers.  G is not happy.

G and me.  Honestly, this pic pretty accurately depicts my physical condition.  But on the inside, I was beaming!

Uncle A also beaming.

Mommy and G together.  Beautiful!