The night Noah was born we held him a lot. I don't know if I put him down much at all - I know I did - there are pictures of him lying in his isolette, but I know it wasn't for long. It was just so amazing to sit and hold this little tiny baby boy after waiting nine long months to finally meet him. Doug slept more that first night than I did. I could just sit and look at Noah. Doug brought me the balloon and Mom brought up the flowers to us. The It's A Boy sign was posted on the door to our room.
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