My Little Boy

Last Thursday little Spencer was born to Alisha and I.

He was born at 17:53 (5:53pm) and weighed 2 pounds and 12 ounces. He's so tiny its difficult to tell from the pictures on his page. But he's so delicate and cute.

I had my first opportunity to talk to him on my own on Saturday morning. I was able to tell him about his new family and about all the people that were wishing him well. We also talked a little about football and I promised him that I would bring him news of the score a little later.

I feel extremely happy that he's here and everything but I still feel very worried about him, and who wouldn't? The really annoying part of it is that there is very little I can do to sway things. His fate is left entirely in the hands of God and the doctors and nurses. What a humbling experience - I have no control over the safety and well-being of my son and I must rely completely on others to help him.

I can't wait for him to come home. I will shed tears of joy when I carry him into our house and show him around.

He's definately a little angel come to bless our lives.