Well, the aforementioned Sekrit Projeckt has come to fruition. His name is Yonatan, and he was born twelve days ago. He is a miracle and a joy.
Not sure how much I’ll blog about him–maybe some, probably more about things I learn getting to hang out with him than anything. Prayer is already deeper and more textured than I could have imagined. Especially when he’s curled up in his sling when I daven. More reflections to come, I’m sure.
In any case, for now? A nap.
May you come to share the joys of ×ª×•×¨×” ×—×•×¤×” ×•×ž×¢×©×™× ×˜×•×‘×™× with him! May you only know joy from him, and may he bring you much × ×—×ª
Mazal tov! May he be healthy and happy. May his life be filled with Torah, love, and g’millut khasadim.
Mazal Tov! I was wondering what his name would be 🙂
I didn’t know another UJ grad gave birth! (In this case, Yonatan was the daddy’s name.) Perhaps little Yonatan might meet little Yedidya some day. Possibly at a RA conference.