Oh, how time flies

I still remember the raw emotions.

Excitement, fear, worry, happiness, joy.

I still remember praying endlessly the entire 17 hours before they said “it’s time to do this.”

And then the following 4 hours of pushing.

And then the hour in the operating room.

And then the most pleading prayer of my life when you didn’t cry.

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Two pink lines and a whole new adventure

If you haven't seen yet, we'll be on another adventure this coming year.

We are growing our tribe!

Surprise!

I'm not sure if you are as shocked as we were when I peed on that stick, but here's that story. Continue reading

When your baby still needs you. 

We have twenty-three days left with our baby before he jumps leaps into toddlerhood.

The only reason I know the number is because I’m crying on the inside every day that number gets smaller and smaller. (What is it about time and age that can be a thief of joy?) Continue reading