When Ashley and I found out that we were having a third baby, we were shocked. We had no idea what to expect and how we would handle adding another baby in the mix. The twins were 15 months old when I found out I was pregnant. The give-away was morning sickness, which for me kicks in around 8 weeks.
Umm, yeah, that is how far along I was before I found out (don't ask). The point is that we were sort of scared. Three under two sounds daunting.
Of course, ANY baby was an amazing blessing for us. Wyatt was the answer to my prayers.
But Wyatt is not just any baby! He simply could not be any sweeter. P gets less attention that he deserves, but he never complains. As you can tell from the picture, he even takes breathing treatments in stride.
Ashley and I can not wait to see what his little personality will be like as he ages. It's so much fun to watch this little joy as he blossoms from infant to hip hugger. He'll be walking before we know it. Where does the time go??