I gave birth to our precious son, Ethan!
And one year ago today...Bob and I headed up to the hospital so I could be induced.
I was 5 days late, and oh so ready to have our baby!!
Here we are, right before we walked into the hospital.
I was sooooooo nervous!
Just waiting...
A horrid picture--but this is what I looked like, nonetheless.Tomorrow morning at 9:14am, all the waiting (and excruciating pain) would be well worth it! We'd finally be holding our little baby boy!
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Just some reminiscing...It's amazing how the first few weeks, even months, of Ethan being home seemed to drag on, and on, and on.
It's crazy how sleepless nights can affect a person's life.
But now, all of a sudden, our little bundle of joy has grown into a little man! He's just shy of 26 lbs, and loves getting into anything and everything he can get his hands on.
I love how his whimpers and cries have been replaced with smiles, giggles, and "talking".
I love that we can interact with Ethan, teach him things, feel the pride when he learns something new.
I love walking into the nursery every morning, knowing I'm going to get a huge grin from our little sleepy head's face.
He's not perfect. He has his days of fits and tantrums. And this mommy gets frustrated.
But the joy I feel when I look at Ethan, when I pray for Ethan, when I see him figure something out for the first time, when I watch him sleeping peacefully...and when I look ahead and wonder what kind of a great man he's going to be....all that frustration slips away.
I'm trying to treasure every moment I have with him. Because as fast as this first year flew by, I'm afraid he'll be grown and out of the house before I know it.
Thank You, Jesus, for our treasure of a son. You've blessed us richly, and we look forward to many years of teaching him just how great You are.