And then there were four....

So my biggest baby arrived at the hospital to meet his little brother the evening after I delivered.  Grandpa and Grandma picked Henry up from daycare - hence the completely disheveled head of hair! 

Two of my three handsome boys.

 

First introduction.  This child of mine didn't make a sound or move the entire time he was in the hospital room - this is EXTREMELY unusual.  He is typically jabbering on about something while running laps.

We're pretty sure he was TERRIFIED that I was in this huge, scary looking bed.  He evacuated the second his Dad set him down!

Opening his gift from Walter.

The truck didn't leave his hand the rest of the visit.

Meredith clan!

 

Over the past few months, I've spent more time worrying and fretting over how Henry would react to Walter.  He has such a sweet, happy disposition, and I was terrified such a big change may bring out some inner, toddler beast.  Apparently, the thing that brought out his inner beast was having his parents leave him for four days - the child apparently pushed every limit with his grandparents - a.k.a., he acted like a toddler.  We cannot thank them enough for putting up with this crazy boy!  My mom and Aunt Lauren brought him up one other time since he was struggling so much with us being gone.  This gave Aunt Lauren a chance to see her newest nephew!

And since I was out of bed, Henry at least let me hug and hold him.

  Well, for a second at least! :)  We have our hands F.U.L.L., and I cannot be more thankful. My heart overflows.