When my first son, Noah, was born, I had been “Mom” to my Fur Babies – two Dalmatians and two cats – for almost 5 years. The day before we came home, my husband, Jeremy, brought one of Noah’s receiving blankets to the animals. Jeremy reported back there had been no major excitement. Each animal had sniffed the blanket and walked away. I wasn’t overly concerned with the introduction. Throughout my pregnancy the cats sat on my belly and the Dalmatians had been affectionate to our family and friends.
The Fur Babies were excited to see me when I arrived home from the hospital. With Noah nestled inside, I sat his car seat on the recliner. All of the animals gathered for a frenzy of sniffing. I gently eased Noah out and with him in my arms...