Monday, November 21, 2011

Reminded by Toe Nails


I can still hear the compliments towards my snazzy green toe nail polish the day my son was born. The day before his birth, my dear friend Melisa gave me a pedicure (while in labor) to prepare for his arrival! Now 4 months later, the remnants are fading. In the moment right before I snapped this photo, I was overwhelmed with bittersweet emotion. It was a moment that reminded me of change, of indescribable love, and an incredible story that continues on...

Rrrrolling into 4 months!

I remember hearing some parents say, "This has been my favorite stage with my son/daughter yet." And then the following month they would say that all over again. I now understand how that phenomena occurs :) It is truly a miracle how fast children learn and grow. He is now a pro at rolling. It just kind of happened one day as he was laying on his play mat and next thing I know he is on his tummy. Once again, I was surprised at how PROUD I felt. I have a feeling I may be one of those "vocal" moms at my kids events. Love getting to cheer on my son as he discovers the world!

Seriously kid...what are you hiding in those cheeks? Just want to squish and kiss em'!!






First roll that I was able to capture on video!!

Friday, November 18, 2011

Thankful



Tis the season
There is much to be grateful for

I have hope
A God who loves me regardless
Family
A roof over my head, soft pillow to lay my head
Senses to delight in the things of this world
The capacity to love and be loved


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