Meeting Jackson

Jackson Lee was in the hospital 10 days.  He came home exactly on the day he would have come home, had he been born on the day he was scheduled for. 

Wow.  That's a mouthful.

I spent a lot of time at the nursery window, gazing at his perfection. 

Then on Sunday the 28th, Lacey text me and told me he had been off his oxygen for a few hours and was doing good.  By 1:30 am on Monday morning, he was in the room with them, and he did just great.

I kept Deaton this past weekend, so Dad could get some rest and after dropping DD to school on Monday morning, I headed to the hospital to meet my grandson. 

And he did not disappoint.  He woke up for his lolly and gazed me straight in the eyes.  Oh, my, goodness.   What friends we are going to be.  

3.5 oz of milk later (!!!!!!) we weighed him so we knew (Charli Hull did, our lactation specialist, WHO IS THE WOMAN) It was time for Mr Man to head to the snip snip department and lose all things manly.  

This little boy had so much done to him, that snip snip didn't even phase him.  Full belly, I'm out, no worries.  Didn't even flinch or cry.   He's the man. 

Then it was time to head to the house.  One tiny button in a car seat later, off we go to take him home.

He sleeps and sleeps and sleeps and sleeps and is so comfy cozy, he doesn't want to wake up.  This is a good problem to have, but buddy, let's save that sleepy stuff for night, k?

Daddy goes to get Deaton from school and we are so excited to have them meet.  

Deaton doesn't disappoint.....his precious little announcement after holding him.....

And everything is right with the world......

There's always a reason for delay friends.  There's always a reason you are kept waiting and waiting.  God's timing is perfect....don't think for a moment He's forgotten about you or forsaking you.   All the time spent at the hospital..... Not a day went by that Lacey wasn't able to share her story about Laynie and impact lives.  The hundreds of people beefing up their prayer lives praying for us daily....some of you hourly.   God wants us to live in a constant state of prayerfulness.  For years, I didn't even think that was a thing that could ever happen.   Just ridiculous to think about... Pray?  Constantly?  What?  Now I pray almost all day about everything.  God is front and center, right where He wants us to put Him.   And though I wanted Jackson to not feel anything painful or be in distress, I knew God had Him in His hands and loves that baby more than any of us can even understand.   His Plan Is Perfect.   It's not our plans, it's not our timing, and we love to stay in control so much, it's hard to put that down and realize, God has got it ALL FIGURED OUT.   Just enjoy the ride. 

This big brother adores his little brother.   Let the good times continue.........

God is Good, all the time.