In his arms

Our baby boy was born September 7,2012. I had no idea that having two children would double our joy. Little James is so sweet. He was born 8 lbs and came into our world with just as much hair as Ben had at his age. It will yet to be seen if he will be a toe head like our little Ben. His bigger brother seems just as thrilled about our new addition as we are. He never tires of holding him, and first thing in the morning and last thing in the evening Ben asks to see him.

The blessings haven't come without their trials of course. Ben went into survival mode for the first few days after the baby came home. And when I say survival mode I mean Tantrum mode. He wanted his mom to hold him all the time (which is very atypical of him). It took an hour and a half of crying for him to finally go to bed at night. I am going to relate this to life. Actually, Will did the best job of relating this particular difficulty to the bigger picture. One of these difficult nights Will was in trying to console Ben. And our sweet Ben threw his arms around his daddy and held on tight. At that moment Will said he felt like that is what the Lord would have us do during our hard times. Hold on tight. I know in the scriptures it often mentions that we are to cleave unto the Lord. I believe that with the same love and intensity we are to cleave unto our Father in Heaven. I know the Lord is pleased as we do so, and as we cleave unto him the peace does come and the night is not so dark.