We got to see you again, today.
You’re a week old.
Your mommy and I each took turns holding you and talking to you, and looking at you for more than an hour each. Your mommy fed you for the first time, and changed your diaper.
We just sat and looked at you. Listened to you sleeping. Watched every expression that passed across your face.
I held you close, and kissed you goodbye and then I had to lay you down in your little bed. We’re looking forward to seeing you again, when we’re able to bring you home.
Just the thought of you brings tears to our eyes, because we love you so much, and look forward to being with you all the time.