Describe the first time you laid eyes on Richard

This is a new blog for me.  Something I've never really done.  Still not quite sure what this will look like going forward but I'm hoping with my Journal Jar, I will blog each week after pulling out a question.  I will answer that question here, and I pray that this will help in my healing process.  I am hopeful that each Sunday as I spend some time answering questions that my writing will evolve into something that really shows the love our family has for eachother. 

I never want another mother to feel this type of pain.  This is my journey through it, and I hope that by reading you can maybe help another through their pain, or yours.....

DESCRIBE THE FIRST TIME YOU LAID EYES ON RICHARD

He was perfect in every single way.  Richard and his sister were born via c-section.  July 1, 2005.  The second most beautiful day of my life.  I remember the nurses holding him up so I could see him.  Hearing that little cry.  Oh how amazing that sound was.  Richard was born and then two minutes later Rheagan joined him.  They were born 2 weeks and 5 days early.  Richard was 6lbs 14oz and Rheagan 6lbs 4oz. 

After my c-section I went to recovery and they went to the nursery.  I was so blessed that they were born with no complications.  I made sure to let them know in advance I did not want either of them to receive a bottle feeding, as I was so worried that it would cause issues nursing them.  I didn't do very well with my first, and I was determined that I would do this with the twins.  Richard had low blood sugar and was given a bottle before he could get to me.  As upset as I was, I was more glad that it wasn't that big of a deal he just needed milk faster. 

Richard did struggle a bit more to latch on but once he did it was no problem at all.  I can remember looking at them and seeing how different they each looked.  My twins are bi-racial and while Richard was fair complexion, Rheagan was a little more brown.  It was so funny, their dad made a joke and we all just thought only me.  He was perfect. She was perfect.  The amount of love I had for the two of them is amazing.  Nothing can compare to a mother's love as we have a bond from conception.

I remember I kept them with me all day every day.  I only let them leave for three hours each night to go to the nursery so the nurses could do what they needed to each day.  It was a much more peaceful experience than the first time I gave birth, I think because I was a little more prepared. 

Richard had the darkest hair on top of his little head.  They both did.  Absolutely perfect.  How blessed I was by God to have been chosen to be their mother!!!