When miss L was born we made plans for her baptism quickly after we got our feet under us. She was four months old or so at the time and it seemed perfect. With mister W it was so much more complicated. When I was pregnant with the twins I envisioned waiting until Ben was home and it being a huge milestone for us, so when Ben died and we knew we'd never achieve that milestone it was difficult to think of scheduling mister W's baptism. When I was 9 months pregnant with sweet little man we knew it was really and truly time to get it done if we were going to baptize him as an "infant" or wait until his confirmation as a teenager. We ended up getting it done with me as big as a house and it was emotional for us but lovely.
Sweet little man was much easier in many ways. We waited a bit, sure, but goodness we have lots of people in this house and it's hard to remember to schedule some of these things. He did a lovely job though. He smiled and wiggled his feet. I was so nervous that he'd cry, but he didn't. He was truly adorable. It was a sweet entrance into the family of God.
