Two months ago, I was officially welcomed back to the land of sleep deprivation, spit up, and baby snuggles. On December 10th, our little baby boy decided it was time to come join us in the world. It started with a wake up call at 4 am (here’s to no traffic!) and ended with Luke Richard Jones being born at 11:35 am.
My whole plan of how he would be born was pretty much thrown out the window immediately but thankfully God’s plan is much better than mine. As we were faced with the decision of having another c-section, we prayed together and trusted the Lord with the decision. We didn’t know it until the middle of my surgery, but the cord was wrapped four times around our sweet boy’s neck. So basically any laboring or pushing at all would have put Luke in distress and would have led everyone rushing me to the OR. Praise God for His protection over our baby’s life! We are so thankful for His faithfulness to us in all of the details.
Luke was 20 inches long and 7 pounds, 2 ounces. Definitely smaller than his big brother who was 8 pounds, 9 ounces when he was born. The doctor told me there was a chance I might have a smaller baby living in higher altitude and clearly she was right!
We are all so in love with our sweet little boy. Caleb has jumped into the big brother role head first and has loved every minute. Everyone warned us that we may see some behavior issues with him (and we did see a few at first!), but nothing directed towards Luke. Caleb has always wanted to be right by him, help with him, sing to him, kiss and hug him, etc etc etc. That has definitely been a huge blessing to have that brotherly love start immediately. And mama has to admit, it’s pretty nice to have a built in little helper that’s happy to go grab things or watch little brother while I’m in the other room.
It definitely is true that when you’re the second kiddo, you better be chill because you’re gonna be tagging along to way more things. Luke was only a week old when he got traipsed to big brother’s preschool Christmas program and has also already experienced his first Stockshow and his first big youth event among other things.
We are so very thankful for all of the million ways that people have loved us so well in these past two months. People have come to visit us, sent gifts, shown up with food, coffee, diapers, toys for Caleb, and just to hold the baby so I could shower. Since Caleb was born in Texas, this was the first time we’ve had a baby in Colorado and it ended up being an amazing experience. We’ve only lived her for three years, but it feels like so much longer. So thank you to all of our people. You sure know how to welcome a baby into this world.
Thank you Jesus for our precious family.
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