There is something reassuring about standing for something, and knowing what we stand for.
For men and women who are true to themselves and to the virtues and standards they have
personally adopted, it is not difficult to be true to others.
{ Gordon B. Hinckley, standing for something }



I Can't Believe ...

It has been three months since Zach was born. Finding these pictures on Grant's phone the other day made it feel even more surreal. It has been a whirlwind three months -- almost unfair how newborns grow so fast while their mommies are so sleep deprived. I have felt like I've been living in such a blur, and all the sudden I don't have a tiny, sleepy newborn anymore. Don't get me wrong -- we are sure loving our chubby, giggly 3-month-old, but that heavenly, cuddly newborn phase just goes way too fast.

Meeting Mama.

My first thoughts of Zach -- how much he looks like a Dickinson and yet so much like his brother at the same time. He seemed so teeny tiny -- funny how you forget how small they are!

Not long after Zach's (quick!) arrival.

Mom, Dad, and Baby.

"Ampy" McEuen (my dad) came bright and early -- like 6:00 a.m.! -- so he could meet his namesake (Zach's middle name is "Bryce," after my dad) before heading to work.

First bath. "Get me outta here!!"

Thanks, Dr. Young! I don't love this picture of me -- I think I look gross -- but it makes me happy because my doctor was SO excited to hold Zach. Glad to know he loves babies!

Eliot meeting his little bro for the first time. A very tender moment. The snuggle puppy was Eliot's gift to his brother.

Helping Mommy count fingers and toes.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Beautiful photos of the first few hours of life, what a treasure!