it was a cold morning, but the sun was pouring in. 3 days old and we could not get enough of devouring every inch on wrennyn's wrinkly little body. we just sat around and watched him try to learn how to use and move his little self. he is beautiful. he is perfect. he is everything we were missing.
every moment with all of my boys together has been bliss. i can't ever remember the last time where i have completely given up on caring about the world outside of my little home. it is amazing how silly and un-important things seem once you sit back and take in how wonderful a simple life truly is. we are happy, healthy, loved, and have each other. to spend days like this, all of us together, is all that i need. the little laughs that are exchanged. the random hugs and kisses that are passed along - nothing is more delightful. the thumping of feet running down the halls... even the little wails that wrennyn suddenly bursts out into the calm air are beautiful. being a new mother is not something that ever gets old. it is romantic every time. we are learning and adjusting. we are figuring out how this is going to work and what each of our new roles will be. it is a journey that we take together. i am the luckiest girl in the world! i get to kiss 4 boys to bed every night, and they all love me dearly. i could not ask for anything more!
these dreamy white basics are from the lovely brand goat-milk.
wrennyn wears pointelle sleeveless onesie the found here