I was really scared to have a boy, mostly because of the diaper difference. While I was excited about all the other things in having Sam, the thought of a boy was foreign and a bit intimidating. Now that Sam is here I can't remember what I was so scared of because I can't even remember what life was like without my perfect angel baby. Maybe that's because he decided to take care of my diapering a boy fears as soon as he could manage it. The first diaper I changed in the hospital I did while I was still a little numb from the epidural so I didn't dare stand up and just set him on the bed with all necessary supplies within arm's reach. In the 3 seconds it took to take off the old diaper and slide the new one under him, Sam managed to both pee and poop. All over the blankets of the bed. And if you've ever seen new baby poop, it's really gross. I was caught in the moment thinking, "What do I do first? Clean my blankets or take care of his diaper?" Thus my fears of diapering boys and raising a boy were relieved within a few hours of his birth. Good job, Sam.
Today as I was sitting in Sunday School, Sam was sitting on my lap facing me and just kept chuckling. I think more people were watching him than the teacher. There is nothing quite as wonderful as a baby who smiles every time he sees you. Was life quite as complete and wonderful without him? I don't think so. Sam really is my handsome, perfect, angelic baby. We love him so much!