The youngest Young

So so so thankful for the arrival of Kristen Pearl 💜

Safe and easy delivery, born in the afternoon of November 17th. Big brother and sister love her lots, and we are all adjusting to our new normal.

It’s chaotic, but also beautiful.

I cried about it last night actually. Sleep deprived + post partum hormones? Maybe, but also this reality hit me: she will never be this small again. This is a very special time. I can hold her this close, in this way for only a very short time. I remember holding Warren this way, and Eve too, thinking that same thought, “you will never be this small again”.

Every mom knows that pull between wanting to see your child grow and thrive, but also the longing for time to stop. Little hands, little cries, little worries, little blessings 💜

“The days are long, but the years are short”

I don’t know who said that first, but they are right. 9 -10 feedings in 24 hours makes for a long day, not including all the attention and demands of the two older kids too!

“But God…”

The two most beautiful and powerful words in the world! In these long days, I cling to that promise of God’s grace, mercy, and unthwartable plans are for my good and His glory.

Amen! Hallelujah!

Soli Deo Gloria

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