Brexton Moroni was born January 13th at 9:40 a.m. I was so filled with joy and relief when my nine pound nine ounce boy was lying on my chest, skin to skin, looking up at me with little spit bubbles popping all over his mouth. He was here at last. Safe. Healthy. Warm. Mine.
When he was three days old we had to be admitted back into the hospital because his bilirubin levels were too high (in other words, he had really bad jaundice!). It was horrifically emotional for me to be newly postpartum (aka HORMONAL) and sit by watching all the nurses poke my tiny guy again and again looking for a vein to get an i.v. into. I am so thankful that is over.
Thankfully our stay just lasted 36 hours or so and we were able to go home again where a house full of eager arms was anxious to hold their baby brother. Everyday I am so grateful for the help I receive from my Big Kids. Whether it's cleaning the house, making dinner, rocking Brexton or changing his diaper I always have helpers willing to do the job.
Having six kids and homeschooling has definitely been an adjustment of craziness and hectic scheduling but we are all so so happy our little guy is here. Everyday he makes us smile!
