The Village

You know the old adage, "it takes a village to raise a child?" Well, here at the Park household, we are discovering daily how very true the saying is. From the time we entered the hospital, gifts of encouragement, food, baby clothes, feeding advice and acts of service have been pouring in, all of which have made this time of transition one where we can enjoy getting to know our little guy and not worry about so many little things.

Two friends did all of our laundry before we got home from the hospital. As in, ALL of our laundry, clean and folded. They also decorated our kitchen in fine style with a monster truck theme to say Happy Birthday to Levi. Two friends stayed with us the first night until my mom could arrive the next day, getting absolutely zero sleep and seeing firsthand what Team Park looks like in the middle of the night on our first night home from the hospital (one word: rough). Friends and family have texted and called to make sure I'm holding up alright, have provided amazing dinners night after night (and wow, can you folks cook). Grammy (my mom) spent a week with us, doing everything from the dishes to running errands to soothing a crying baby.

To each and every one of you: We're absolutely thankful to be doing life with you!

Here's a glimpse of a particularly gold-star village member. There really isn't anything she hasn't done this week to help us...