Getting to the hospital 10:30pm ish (Tate was born at 12:43am)
Minutes after birth. I can still remember how it felt to hold him immediately - he was so warm and sweet. His perfect little head...would that I could freeze moments in time like that.
Oh how I love snuggling with a warm, tiny baby.
Sitting on my lap sometime the morning after he was born. I just stared at him most of the day (and enjoyed reading, watching shows and eating meals in silence. It was so weird having only 1 child to take care of - and he didn't require much. I was on vacation!
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