Stories | Clover Adaline

If this were any other newborn blog post, I'd probably begin it by gushing over 8 day-old Clover's perfect, pouty lips and sweet little toes.

Or how she occasionally lifted a brow when she peeked around, but never once cried.

I'd also swoon over how her proud, big brothers gazed at her with such adoration and love that I thought my own mama heart might just burst.