The father of my beautiful child is home. He got home yesterday (due to a death in the family, but at least he's home), and it feels good to see him. Yesterday was the first time he ever held our 3.5 week old little princess, and I could see the sheer joy in his eyes when she looked up at him and made a face like she was trying to smile but didn't know how. He leaves again in about 2 weeks, but at least he's home now. Elaina woke up about 20 minutes ago, and daddy is tending to her for the first time ever. So beautfiul and amazing. :) Just had to share.
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