A Sweet Memory

I had a memory a few weeks ago. I'm finally taking the time to write it down...

Fairytales do come true - sometimes with baby legs in the face

Andy and I were at a department store. Except this wasn't any normal shopping trip. We were on our way to visit our sweet little Elijah in the NICU. I needed to pick up a few things for my ever changing new mom body. If you must know, I was in dire need of nursing bras. If I hadn't needed something so important, we wouldn't have been shopping instead of visiting our son.

I quickly grabbed a couple of things and longingly looked at the baby clothes as we walked by the infant department on the way out of the store. My hand rested on a blue and white outfit, allowing myself to feel the softness of the fabric between my fingers. I dreamed about dressing our baby boy and taking him home.

Standing there, I recalled months earlier when we'd been in the same store and I saw some cute infant clothes.
"Andy, look at these," I gushed at outfits that were tiny and pastel.
Andy nodded, but didn't admire the cuteness as I did.
"Yep, that one outfit is 20 dollars, Lisa. And the baby will wear it for how long? A month?"
"I wasn't saying we should buy them," I replied. "I was just admiring them. They're soooo cute."
On that day, we left without buying anything for our baby-to-be.

But, on the day we took a detour to on our way to visit our son in the NICU, I held the blue outfit - and all of my dreams - in my hands. Andy took the outfit and it's matching blanket off the rack and out of my hands without a word. He looked at me and I looked at him and we knew each other's thoughts. We were going to buy this outfit for our son. And we did. Then we drove to see our sweet baby and dreamed of the day when he would get to wear it.

Elijah did eventually wear the outfit - probably a total of two times.

It was worth every full-priced penny.

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Flashback: A Dad's Love

Two years ago, we'd only had Elijah home for a few days. We were getting accustomed to caring for him full time. We were (are!) madly in love with the little guy. I wanted to share this early picture of Elijah and his daddy. Elijah was less than a month old...

























So precious isn't it? Such a sweet little moment between father and son.

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Flashback: Two Years

Two years ago we took Elijah home from the NICU/ICC. He was three weeks old. I don't think any words can express the joy of those first moments after we'd walked in our front door. I'm forever grateful that Andy thought to capture this moment...

My face says it all. I was crying tears of joy and feeling absolutely overwhelmed with peace and joy. Looking at the photo two years later, my eyes still fill with tears. It definitely ranks as one of my favorite photos of all time.

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