We fumble with the car seat straps, wonder if he’s warm enough and go back and forth about which sling he will be happiest in. We beam with pride as the nurses “ohh” and “ahh” over him and drop his blanket on the floor an embarrassing amount of times. He smiles at me in the rear view mirror and we giggle at ourselves.

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With our first baby Ryan was gone days at school and nights at work. Any outings I did were with my mom or alone. After Abby’s brain injury at 1 month old outings rarely happened. They were just too much.

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We may not be first time parents but we both know these are sacred “first-time” moments God is gifting us.

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God is writing our story in a jumbled out of order, beautiful mess and we are ok with that.

God redeems.

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