I ache for the Morsel. It doesn’t wear off. I don’t think it will. But that doesn’t mean we don’t have space to love more children. So, friends, as of yesterday afternoon, our numbers are back up to ten 
Our tenth family member…
Our eighth child…
Our third baby.
Three diaper sizes.
Three different milks.
Three different sizes of clothing.
Three different demeanours.
I love the stage of finding our feet with a new one. Figuring out their details. And just soaking in as many cuddles as possible to make the transition into our home easier.
Wish us luck for night number two 
Last night was quite typical for a young baby, but the evening has been pretty sleep-heavy, so hopefully the night still stands a chance!
Cute internet-friendly nickname still pending…