So, no one mentioned how boys completely steal a mama’s heart. Never before did I consider myself a major sap, until a 6.5 pound dude was placed on my chest and I just couldn’t take the goodness. His ears, his eyes, o my gosh his long toes…
I sometimes forget how good God is. So extrordinarily creative and big and I get all up in my little day to day that I forget to praise Him. Sometimes I am distracted with books on raising kids or preparing for the day or a million other things..necessary things; but not the most important. These 12 days of Van being here, I feel like I am breathing praise in and out. Not because I am a good christian but because I am absolutely in awe of His work in the form of soft baby skin and tiny lips forming little smiles in sleep. O, how He loves us, how good he is.
I don’t mean to paint a picture that everything is easy and good and I’m over here on my knees worshipping God all day. No, having a baby is gnarly, self-sacraficial HARD work. I truly respect anyone who does it, stay at home or working mamas and daddies. Getting out of the house alone is no small feat. Add a no-napping, full of energy 2 year old and even the thought of leaving the house gives me the sweats.
But this little reminder that will be with us until forever. He grows every day and opens his inherited squinty blue eyes and looks like a little peanut in our arms..I am reminded. What a miracle life is. While eternity is what matters most, He gives good gifts while we are here and I am in awe of his creation.
Some fun birth facts:
Hours in labor: 15
Weight: 6.5 pounds
Hair: Light brown, blonde eyebrows
Length: 19 inches Name: Van Dean. Dean after Drew’s dad who we lost too soon and Van because it’s awesome.
I am so tired and coffee is keeping my eyes open somehow, but I have never been more in love with the Lord, my family and life. Don’t forget to take a moment and see it. See his goodness and his creation. Love to each of you and thank you for letting me share my journey.