Just got back from holding my neighbor's beautiful new baby boy ... not even 48 hours old yet ... the girls held him, too, and they looked soooo sweet. I didn't feel sad, or envious, just looking at my girls hold him so tenderly and smile so happily my heart cried out ... please, Lord, give them the baby brother they have prayed for so trustingly, for so long!
(The hardest thing to believe is that at a little over 7 lbs, he is almost twice as big as Owen was when I held him for the first time ... sometimes I wish I could go back for just an hour or two and hold Owen again at that size ...)
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