The babies are one week old today, and we are all one week older as well. The routine of every three hour feedings, and feeling tired all of the time has a wonderful familiarity to it. I am flooded with memories of bringing Hannah to Gina in Des Moines, Spencer and Sterling to Gina in Kansas City, and Linnea to Gina in Bluffton. I strangely enjoy the pure satisfaction that babies have when fed and changed. There could be no greater contentment in this world. This time and routine are temporary, and we are cherishing all of it. The older kids have been a great help. They are great assistants with feeding (and changing non-number two diapers), during daylight hours. They all have shown great maturity through this process and with the addition of another brother and sister into their lives. We are very proud of them. They will still fight over who gets to hold who when, and Gina has to ask for her babies at times because the help is so abundant. Nothing is more satisfying than being able to meet the needs, no matter how simple, of one of Abba's children. We are all on this journey together, and as we have seen, you never know what is around the next corner.
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