One Blessed Baby

On Mothers' Day, I was a wreck. A hot mess. Rob and I spent that weekend at the beach for a mini-getaway we had won as a 5K door prize. It was a rainy weekend, which was lovely because all we did was lay around and watch movies - the perfect beach activity for a woman as fair-skinned as myself!

I woke up that Sunday morning basically already in tears. I knew I would be emotional, because weeks earlier I was at work choosing books to read for our special Mothers' Day story time, and I couldn't keep it together. I even had to ask my co-worker to take over that week and read for me. Something about being a mom is just so sweet and so overwhelming at the same time! Rob and I were thrilled when we learned we were expecting.. certainly a blessing we had prayed about for months. But it's still so unreal and emotional when you think about what you're really doing. We're bringing life into this world,  that we made together, and it's our responsibility to set good examples and lead our children in the right direction. Horrifying and amazing at the same time.

I got out of bed because I was afraid my sobbing would wake Rob. I walked out on the balcony with my James Patterson book hoping it would distract me from my crazy. It didn't. I sat there staring out at the ocean, completely in awe of everything God is capable of. He put all this together. He designed everything I was looking at, and everything I was going through. He gave us the ultimate gift - the responsibility of being parents. I cried for probably a solid hour. Rob finally woke up on one of my several trips inside for more snot rags.

He, of course made me feel at ease and completely safe. He just knows how to do that.

That's why I cannot even wrap my mind around how blessed I (and our baby) am. He's going to make such a fantastic daddy. The first man to teach Baby L what love is. I seriously could not have a better partner in life. Thanks again, God. He sure knows what He is doing. Happy Fathers' Day!