A Mixture Of Emotions...

I'm a day late in posting this, but yesterday happened to mark two things...Samuel was officially one week old and it also happened to be Olivia's 18 month Angelversary. It's crazy to think how things would be had Liv not passed away. I know you can't think like that, but it's hard not to. So in the midst of celebrating every moment we have with our new little man, we also remember Olivia and how long it's been since we said goodbye.

On a brighter note, while cleaning out my purse, I ran across a quote from a fortune cookie during our last trip to the Chinese restaurant. I typically toss those things aside, but I remember liking what this one had to say so I kept it. The message said, "You will be showered with good luck before your next birthday." With leaning on hope for so many months, I couldn't help but keep it for the time being. Well, now here we are...with a healthy baby boy...I don't hold any stock in those fortune cookies, but I'd like to think that this fortune came true!

Speaking of that little man...the past week has flown by. How has he already been here for a week?!?! We finally started setting up Samuel's room over the last day, but it's not done yet. We've pretty much spent our time loving on him more than anything -- ignoring our to-do list. In fact, Obadiah even gave him his first kiss yesterday! The poor pup is coming around slowly. It seems as though he has come to accept the fact that this little guy isn't packing his bags anytime soon, so he may as well be welcomed into the family -- with a kiss.

With that being said, below is another massive set of pictures from the past week...

Because we could pretty much stare at him sleeping all day long...

Oh the joys of burping -- such a hard life for the little man...

The ultrasound tells no lies. Even in the womb, he was a thumb-sucker...

We keep forgetting to break out the tripod, but rather...we keep taking turns with getting pictures of each of us with Sam...

Since he was in a milk coma, I decided to try and take a few pictures of him on his blanket...

By this point, he was DONE...

Mid-yawn...

Poor Sam is getting used to being in front of the camera at an early age -- we went a bit nuts yesterday with taking pictures...

Our little monster...

Replicating a picture I have of my dad doing this with me as a baby...

While hanging out in Samuel's room...

I suppose if Sam takes after his dad, he'll never wear a shirt while at home -- I'm not even sure James knew I was taking this one...

Can't forget about the basset! He may be short, but he participated, too...

One week old, still not interested in the chair...

With it being Olivia's 18 month Angelversary, we decided to take a picture of Sam with our Olivia, Jacob, and Jordan Bears (Made by Molly Bears -- an organization that makes bears that weigh what your angels weighed at birth)...

Speaking of Olivia and her little brother, this picture was taken by my mother-in-law while visiting Liv's grave...

Now that I've posted a ridiculous amount of pictures (again), I'm off to feed Sam and head to bed. On to week two in this adventure...