Jackson. Jackson Douglas Winston. The little boy that I love SO much. I am currently in awe of how much this little muffin and changed since that chilly afternoon in April when he FINALLY decided to come out. What a fabulous boy. He is constantly changing. He now sits up and grabs and drools and laughs and of course cries. He strokes my hand when I nurse him and runs his fingers up and down my chest and face. He's so sweet and yet full of fire and the desire to have his own way.
I am currently going to write out my birth story. Just as a way to remember all the amazingness of that day.
Oh how I love my Jackson boy.:)
