We had our first Christmas get-together of Morgan’s life last night, getting together with my side of the family. This was Morgan’s first time meeting her aunt and one of her cousins (my niece), as they were both sick when she was born. Her uncle and my nephew both came by the hospital the day she was born.
The family gathering went off smooth as butter. She ate right as we got there and was contentedly asleep for most of the time we were there. She was just starting to get fussy as we left.
My nephew absolutely melted our hearts with how sweet he was to Morgan. As my young stepbrother continually tried to get him to leave the family to go play, he would say things like, “But, the baby is here!”
Toward the end of the evening, as we were packing Morgan up, a disappointed nephew said that he had hoped to hold her, too. He had been so sweet all evening, and Jen had said that he could hold her a little earlier in the evening – how could we say no? Back out of the carrier came Morgan and into her cousin’s arms she went, giving us one of the sweetest holiday pictures ever.
Morgan is a very lucky girl. She has an extended family that loves her almost as much as Jen and I do. She may not have any memories of this first Christmas, but I’m proud of the memories that we made and are still making to one day share with her.