I'm an aunt again. My fifth nephew was born this morning around 7:00. He is the first son of my brother and his wife, and he's just wonderful. I never get tired of having new nephews. He is snuggly and gorgeous, with a ton of hair, cute little eyes, and just all kinds of cuteness. An obedient child, he was born right on his due date, just as he had always planned, I imagine.
There is something so peaceful about holding a baby and snuggling him up to you. It was a wonderful event that brightened a rather crappy day at work. I love little tender mercies like that. When things get bad, there tends to be something wonderful to go right along with it to remind us to be of good cheer.
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