Our first foster child ever arrived this afternoon. Her name starts with a "P" so I'll call her Princess for privacy reasons. She is absolutely beautiful. Her regular foster family seems wonderful, too. We get to keep her until a week from tomorrow. She looks a lot like Gloria did when she was born, only smaller. Blue eyes, spikey dark hair. I forgot that great baby smell. She's only 8 weeks old, but she looks around and smiles a lot.
Already I've gotten to change her tiny little diaper, feed her a bottle, and hold her until she fell asleep. Her foster mom says she only sleeps about five hours at night, so this should be a fun week, lol. We also will be taking her to see her family a couple of times this week. It will make the time with my dad a little crazy, but we're so happy to get to love her to pieces for a week!
Kevin is a bit mad at this interloper and tried several times to push Princess out of my arms. I tried to hold them both and he wrapped his arms around my neck while using one foot to try blocking me from the baby. It's good that Daniel is here so that we can take turns trading babies.