The entire time I was pregnant, I was worried about how well Garrison would adjust to a new baby and the shared attention. After having Adelyn, it proved to be a useless worry because he was a natural in his new role of "big brother." With Addy's surgery and subsequent NICU stay, the way I had envisioned the two of them meeting didn't happen. I wasn't able to put them in the matching big bro/lil sis shirts I had bought and take pictures at the hospital. All that didn't matter anymore anyway. Garrison didn't get to meet his sister until she was 8 days old and we brought her home from Children's. He immediately fell in love with his sister and has been a sort of protector for her ever since. I sat in the middle of the two of them on the way home from the hospital and Garrison remarked that she "was a wittle punkin!" and when she fussed he would say the baby needs milk. He has impressed me from day one and it melts my heart to see the two of them together. He loves to lay by her and hold her hand. The way he is with her is a reflection of his gigantic heart. My sweet boy makes me one proud mama.
Here is a picture of my babies napping together.
I find the two of them like this often. You can see Garrison holding her hand and they are as content as can be.
My babies ready for Adelyn's first visit to The Heights Baptist.
This is my favorite picture. This is the day we brought Addy home from the hospital. Garrison's face shows it all. You can just tell that he is in awe of his little sister. I hope they always stay best buds.
Garrison's first time holding his sister. My babies are so precious!!
