In case you haven't noticed..I rarely Never blog anymore. I'm a little busy keeping Uriah alive and growing a new baby. But today I need to gush a little and I wasn't sure how much Facebook would allow. :)
Today, this baby
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Who turned into this baby last year,
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Is now this baby.
And I don't even know what to do with myself.
In less than two weeks we will introduce him to a new baby. His new baby. A baby that will cause him much grief when he gets mama's attention or steals his toys or wants to be included when Uriah has friends over. I can't imagine loving another one. Calm down, I know you just died a little and want to tell me I will and how it will be fine.. I'm aware. I know I'll understand when he gets here, but right now, all I know is the psychotic sweet baby boy still jabbering in his bed because he's too hyped up on donuts to take a nap.
So for now, I will soak in each moment for the next thirteen days. Especially this one. Today, I celebrate the reason I'm always exhausted. The reason my house is always a wreck. The reason I know every cartoon character known to man. The reason I spend most of our disposable income in the toddler boy section. The reason I laugh most of the day. The reason can't stop staring at the amazing father my husband has become when he's playing ball or wrestling or just snuggling on the couch. Today I celebrate the reason I cry at commercials. I understand life a little bit better because of the boy who's first word in the morning is "mama!!" From his bed. He is my most precious gift that I am so thankful God gave me. Even when he's throwing a fit and making my face hot because I want to beat him in Red Lobster.
Happy birthday precious boy, I pray each one is even better than the last. And even though life is about to change, you will always be our first love. You are the one who taught us how much we could love a tiny human, and unless Ezra beats your record of sleeping through the night at two weeks, you'll always be my favorite. Don't tell him I said that.
