On October 5th, we welcomed Reed James into our family.
He was 7 pounds 1.7 ounces of perfection.
I cannot help but compare my two boys- their features, their dispositions, their size...
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| L after his first bath at home. |
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| R after his first bath at home. |
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| L one couch cushion long. |
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| R one couch cushion long. |
Immediately after Reed was born, J got to proudly announce
to me, “It’s a boy!” After the tears of
joy, my mind turned to pictures of our future:
Two little boys in matching
outfits.
Two little boys playing in our yard.
Two bigger boys helping with yardWORK.
Two brothers on the same sports team.
Two young men farming together.
Two grown men standing up at each other’s weddings.
But for now, there is not enough room in their baby books to record every
little memory that I don’t want to lose. Like Lucas’s excitement and comprehension as we prepared for
the arrival of the baby...
As my midsection grew, he understood that there was a baby
in there. We would ask him, “Lucas, do
YOU have a baby in YOUR belly?” He would
respond, “Noooo! I have Jesus in my
heart.”
When I felt the baby moving around, kicking, or when it had
hiccups, I would take L’s hand so he could feel it. Then, one night as J was putting Lucas’s
jammies on, Lucas exclaimed, “Look!
Jesus has the hiccucks!” as he rolled his bare belly in and out as if to
imitate Mommy’s.
Now that precious, little Reed has arrived, Lucas is really
the best big brother a baby could ask for.
When the two first met, Lucas was excited to hold Reed and kiss and hug him. And lucky for us, he still cannot get enough of him. Neither can we, Big Brother!
