When Von was born, he was whisked to another hospital to be treated for some potential complications (praise the Lord, the doctors' fears proved unfounded and he was fine); thankfully, Aaron was able to go with him. But because of the situation, Von was not placed on my chest when he was born, and I only got to see him as they wheeled him past me out the door. Once he was settled at the other hospital, Aaron texted me a picture of him, and even hooked up to a bunch of machines and a tube down his little throat, he looked to me like a little tiny itty bitty Aaron! I was delighted!
We've had five weeks to learn his face and body (which is starting to finally plump up!), and we've had so much fun deciding whose features he has--my ears, Aaron's nose, my eyebrow crease, Aaron's eyes, my lips, Aaron's chin. However, the jury is still out on his toes--Aaron and I both have long toes, so these could be either of ours! I just love them--they are delicious and so kissable, much to Von's dismay. But I can't help myself--I could smooch them all day long!
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