
I only have a couple of minutes before little Benson will be hollering that he is hungry yet again. I will try to quickly share all of my excitement that has happened in the last 2.5 weeks.
I went to the hospital at 8:00 am on Sunday January 18th. After a ridiculously long day, Benson arrived at 11:52 pm. I was exhausted but so full of joy that I didn't care. When they handed little Benson to me I was shocked. I was told that no matter what I would think that my baby was cute, but I didn't realize that he would be THAT CUTE! To our surprise he

had dark hair (a tiny tint of red can be seen) and all the rest of him is perfect! It was the most amazing experience that I've ever been through. This is one of those times in my life where I am not sure what I do so right to be so blessed. I truly have been given far more that I deserve.
Benson has been changing and growing even in these short weeks. He has been smiling in his sleep and sometimes when awake. I refuse to believe that it's only due to gas. He's liking to take baths and hasn't peed on me in two days! He has his daddy's toes and I'm sure he'll be using them to pinch me when he's mad in no time. He's just too perfect and it makes the late night feedings bearable.

Daddy has been so great! He's changed 2 diapers; one without any prompting from me! He insists that I sleep when Benson sleeps and does the grocery shopping. I now feel the full meaning of the primary song "I'm so glad when daddy comes home." GLAD AS I CAN BE!

I love this new adventure. Both the fun stuff and the difficult.