So I have serious baby fever. The kind where you daydream about names and tiny onsies. Where if you shut your eyes and think about the newborn baby smell you can actually smell it. And this adorable guy didn't help this cause at all.
I had tears in my eyes when I was driving there. I got tears in my eyes when I pulled up to the house. And even more when I saw their little girl waiting for her brother to come home.
And I think it was because there was that buzz in the air. All new moms remember it-it's right before sleep deprivation sets in. The hours spent just staring in complete awe at this tiny human.
Now if I could just get Grey to sleep through the night maybe my husband would think it was a "good idea" to have a third.
Here is the day Abram came home.
