missmay

He's real.
The days and nights and hours I've cried and cried over him, and he's finally here.
He is the answer to my happiness.
After the agony I went through, the long months of pregnancy, the hours of labor, and the painful surgery, I'd do it all again just for him!
He is the spitting image of me. Him sleeping, squish nosed, after nursing.
Me at just about 3 months old.

There is no way I could (or would) try to deny this baby.
I'll have to dig up some of my baby pictures and put them on here.
In the mean time, I've gone picture crazy.
I don't do anything but love on him, feed him, kiss all over him, hold him, stare at him, and take pictures of him.
He's perfect in every single way.
Lots of pics!!

Very heartbreaking though. It's been 5 days and I still haven't heard from Dustin. I guess he was serious when he said he didn't want anything to do with this boy. Well, he's got his wish. I don't have to share the most precious gift in the world with him.