Hubby and I welcomed our first baby boy on March 12th. Okay, I am being dramatic but Hubby and I decided to add a hairy beast to our family and we named him Barney. He was born on January 12th but wasn't able to leave his pack until Hubbyt's 30th birthday on March 12th. We partied with our family and friends the day before but managed to get ahold of ourselves on Hubby's birthday to pick up Barney (for us it was as close to picking up a child that we ever experienced - we were exhausted). He weighed 2lbs and looked at us like we were strangers. Barney's parents, aunts and sister gave him a fond farewell (I swear they all barked as he left the house). He was very scared of the car (too much movement for him). We brought him home to a house full of toys and treats but Barney was too scared and we didn't know what to do. I am sure once we have kids my entries will be even more dramatic. Hubby and I were told to sleep with Barney the first night since he would miss his brothers and sisters; well, that lasted about 20 minutes then Hubby retired to our bed and I was left with a little fur ball crying in the night. We don't have kids yet so Barney was the closest to a baby that we experienced. My heart broke that first night (dramatic me) when Barn-Barns looked at me with the sad eyes of, "you don't have that much hair, you can't be my family". The first week was rough but the weather was fabulous so we managed to play outside, start potty training and introduce Barney into our world, well, maybe he broke us into his world. I love him so much. I know, he is not a baby but for us he is our little one.
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