Here I sit in that hospital bed I told you about a few weeks ago...the one I was ready for. I have been watching the clock for about 20 minutes wondering where my girl is. After all, she last ate about four hours ago! I'm not complaining--at least not about that! This go 'round has been a doozy. All good, all worth it, all gifts from God.
Joy is just a doll. She looks like Ty and acts like Charlie so far, which is a winning combination. Her body seems so small though I've been told she is, in fact, quite a bit bigger than most of the babies here. Her cry is one that asks for help and attention, not an angry cry. She is precious and perfect, right down to her toes that imitate mine...a little bit weird in how they sit. I'll show pictures once we get really settled!
Here she comes-got to run. Thanks so much for the prayers and visits. I'm turning a corner on the pain front so I should be back here sooner than later :)