Jack Wallace Griswold

Tonight I'm nursing our brand new little baby Jack. We are now a little family of five. My other two little ones are curled up next to their daddy and he is telling them stories of when he was a little boy. He is telling her about showering in the basement and how cold it was. Maggie is enthralled with when we where younger. I am so blessed. Everyday I realize just how much I have to be thankful for. I would like to capture these moments and never let them go. 

This time last year we where in the city with our little man Garrett praying for a miracle. How much has changed in a year. He is doing so well. This year we brought another miracle home from the city. 

On Monday I went down for an ultrasound and dr Deschamp decided that it was time for our new little one to come into this world. I had Maggie with me. She thought the birthing ball was wonderful. She bounced and bounced on it. John was working a bunch of calves from poteau, his last big project before the baby came. They worried the pulse in the umbilical cord was dropping to low so it was time. We got All checked in and joe came down and picked up my little sweetheart and took her back home.  Mom, grandma, and my aunt Caroline where flying in that night. How grateful I was to know they would be at home with my babies. At about 1:30 or so that morning our precious new little baby boy entered this world. I couldn't believe it was a boy, I was certain he was a Ruby. Maggie is so in love. We are all so in love. I will come back and write more. Tonight while my little Jack Wallace is asleep I'm going to close my eyes. How blessed I feel tonight!

I haven't let myself revisit a lot of the Boston memories from last year. Tonight marks one year since we flew out. I've looked through the pictures, and remembered the raw emotion of it all. How scary, how real, and how out of our control it all was. How blessed we have been this last year. How blessed we are to have our little family. How thankful I am for my husband and my children. How grateful I am for a Heavenly Father to love me enough to give me so much.  What a wonderful life it has been. I am going to start writing on here again. I had to step away for awhile. I haven't even visited our blog in over a year. The whole memory of it all was to raw. It's time. 

Tomorrow my mom, grandma, and aunt Caroline will fly back to Utah. How blessed I am to ha e such women as an example to me. They are the very essence of godly women. How I strive to live like them. They have been so kind to me and my little ones. My heart hurts to see them go. I've avoided saying the prayers while they are here because I knew I would cry and tonight I'm sitting here crying like a baby. How I will miss them. 

Our little Jack is growing. He is so much more alert now and opening his eyes. Oh how I love his sweet little presence in our home. Please Father in heaven, watch over and protect my babies. Protect this sacred life that I get to live. That is my prayer, each and everyday.