Johnathan Lamar

When I sat down to start this blog entry, Steven teased me and said, "How to go about putting into words the wonder of bringing a new child into the world." I caught the sarcasm, but there's so much truth to what he said.  I can describe it as bearing witness to one of God's greatest miracles, and to be part of it is humbling, amazing, and beyond words.  On Monday, May 7th, 2012 we welcomed with outstanding joy our third son, Johnathan Lamar Jones.  He was born at 8:07 a.m. weighing 7 lb. 2 oz. and measuring 18 in.  His length is disputable though because 4 days later at the pediatrician's office they measured him at 19.5 in.  Twice just to be sure.  So, I'm thinking he wasn't stretched out enough for that first measurement at the hospital.  He also fills out newborn clothes a lot better than Will did who was also measured at 18 in. when he was born.  This leads me to believe that the pediatrician got it right.

I had another scheduled c-section this time, and we were told to arrive at the hospital at 5:30 a.m. to be ready for a 7:30 surgery.  Early, yes, but it's not like I slept well that night before so I was glad for the early start.  This is how ridiculous I looked.  It was time to get that baby out, am I right?  Praise God, everything went very smoothly with the surgery.  There is no more vulnerable a feeling than laying on that table while doctors and nurses swarm around you.  I'm glad they did though; they did a fabulous job.

This was my first look at Johnathan.  Fresh out of the womb and not happy about it.

While I was being put back together, Steven got to go with the baby for all the fun stuff.  He watched him get his bath and he got to cut his cord.

Proud Daddy and proud Mommy.

Who does Johnathan look like?  I haven't figured that out yet.  And believe me, I've been gazing at him a lot in the past week.  He looks different from his brothers, but more resembles Matt than Will.  He's his own little man.  He's long and skinny with a good head full of dark hair.  His eyes are looking blue, but that could change.  His fingers and toes both are really long, and his nose has a little upturn to it.

Johnathan definitely likes to eat; maybe not as much as his biggest brother Matt, but way more than Will did.  He sleeps the best after being fed and swaddled up tight.  He likes to have his little hands up by his face, but thankfully he's not scratching himself.  He makes all kinds of facial expressions while sleeping, it's fascinating to watch.  Right now he's doing a lot of eating and sleeping, but that will soon change.  I'm enjoying this sleepy phase where I can hold him while he sleeps and it doesn't disturb him.

I've known the boy for a week now and already I am in love.  He is a sweet, cuddly baby, and I can't cover him in enough kisses and love.  I don't know if it's because it's my 3rd, or if it's because I'm older, or if it's because this is my last go around, but I have much more appreciation and awe for what I have experienced and what God has allowed us to bring into our lives.  I'm soaking in every sweet moment with this precious boy because I know it flies by.  I look at Matthew and wonder how on earth he got so huge--and 6 years old?  It blows me away.  I'm looking forward to seeing what this boy does and who he is.  All I know is that I am so glad he is here and so thankful that God chose me to be his mom; what an indescribable blessing.  Welcome to the Jones family, Johnathan!  There's lots of love here.