Our little peanut has been with us just over a week. He is living proof that good things happen. I love watching his chest rise and fall as he sleeps, or touching his itty bitty toes. While I was pregnant, I thought a great deal about the life he might have and his future possibilities. In this day and age, there is often more corruption and evil than there has ever been before. Truthfully, I was afraid. But having him here in my arms makes me feel safe. I know that one day I'll have to allow him to step out into the world all on his own. Amidst all the chaos, hopefully he'll remember that good things happen.