By Wendi Kitsteiner
Isaac came first. He was forty-eight hours old when he left the hospital as our son. Our lives were instantly changed by this amazing little gift wrapped in the all-too-familiar hospital blankets and little hat.
Elijah came eight and a half months later. He was our son the moment he was born. We didn’t have to wait forty-eight hours for him to legally be our son.
Our lives were changed again.
Equally changed.
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