Luk's Gotcha

1st glimpse.  Oh how I wish these were better photos. Our son!!

Scooped.

So, so, so mad about it all.

Jia was completely dismayed at baby brother crying/screaming.  I'm guessing we forgot to mention it might not be rosy to start. She brought toy after toy but he just didn't care.

Even nanny couldn't calm him.

It felt like hours before he gave up the fight but it was likely in the minutes range.  It's a blur. He eventually slumped into me, looked at me shyly and was calm. Such an unfair moment.  I was in love instantly and he had to duke out so much fear and confusion.

Then after they all left and the paperwork was done the baby whisper stepped in.  Look at Jia's face.  She clearly thought he should have just stayed with me.

A kleenex pack gave him a focus point for a LONG time.

Ah, a normal baby moment.  The relief was palpable. For all of us.

Such joy.  We were rocking this traumatized new baby thing!  

He wanted cuddles.  

Blessed sleep. So beautiful.

We are so grateful for our boy.  Luk is an amazing kid.  He takes everything on with such bravery and determination.  He's sweet, kind, thoughtful and very deep.  It's always interesting to hear his thoughts.  

We forgot to say Happy Gotcha this morning before school.  The drama of the flooding and road conditions took precedence last night and we didn't get to the part where he plans what we're having for dinner.  So tonight is anyone's guess. 

He didn't hesitate with his Milanos request.  So to Nanaimo it was.  It meant Lili and Fei could join us and we lucked out with a pasta sale night.