Meet Weston. . .
Never had I been so grateful that we chose the mustard colored pants. ;) Haha!
Ryan LOVES his baby brother. He held him for a long time and didn't want to quit when I told him he was finished. What a sweet big brother!
Can you believe that hair? Mom said it naturally combs over like that. No brushing necessary.
And those eyelashes . . . Mr. Snuffleupagus has got NOTHING on Weston. Adorable!!
Cole's story is one that just blesses my heart. It's an adoption story. It's one where a woman who knew they could give the baby growing in them a better life by making a difficult decision, did just that. It's one where a couple who wanted a baby so deeply, but physically could not have one got their dream come true. Cole. It means "people's victory". Isn't that just perfect?
We weren't able to schedule Cole's session until he was 4 weeks old. I normally like to do newborn sessions at 5-11 days old, so I, honestly, did not have very high expectations. He was awake for about an hour, but between white noise, swaddling, feeding, paci, rocking, you name it, it finally worked!
Got a little sleepy smile on this one!
Thanks for the cuddles, Cole!!
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