Hug your babies

Yesterday I read two heart-breakingly horrifying things involving babies that disturbed me for the rest of the day and made me so grateful for my own kids...to the point that after dinner I went and picked up a sleeping Lincoln because i just needed to hold him and also realize he was okay. 

(It's good I felt that way, because I was awake with him for two hours straight in the night. Exhaustion is hard. Thank God for a mom who took Kaylen and Penny for a few hours in the morning so I could sleep and a husband who is now taking the afternoon off so we can get dishes done, and peed-on sheets washed (the joys of leaky diapers), and food and more diapers bought, and essential little things like that....)

Anyway. In a still-sleep-deprived-and-not-sure-how-i'll-survive-but-here-i-am way, i am so deeply grateful to have this little guy in my arms. Aww, look at him.