Our son Sylar was born at 8:01 a.m. It’s a surreal experience to welcome a new child into the world. Our destiny is wrapped up in the realization of his. Seeing his beautiful face for the first time was breathtaking. He looks like his brother, and he has the thickest head of jet black hair, a trait only he of our three children has inherited.
But there’s also the waiting…because he’s spent so long in a world all his own, specifically designed just for him, and the transition into our world is difficult as he breathes our air for the first time. His lungs are adapting, and we’re praying that it would come quickly. We’re so ready to hold him and introduce him to this deep love we have for him.
So many dreams for his little life. That someday he’ll change the world with his brother and sister. So thankful for the God who knit him together. He is truly fearfully and wonderfully made.