I remember when the doctor told us that she could see his head and he had a head full of red hair. That was the first shocking impression I had. WHAT? Red hair? So, they cleaned him up and sure enough there was the cutest little red head.

I remember the faces he was pulling, trying to open his eyes, and he was not pleased about all the bright lights, sounds, and he just wanted to be snuggled in his blanket.
I remember when they asked me if I wanted to hold him. I was so nervous, but as soon as I looked at those big dark eyes he completely stole my heart. I sat in the rocking chair and rocked with him, and held him, and loved him.
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