Time's flying!

So Maxer turned the big 1 month this Tuesday. It took me a second to actually take it all in... it's bittersweet. Bitter because he's growing faster than I want him to, but sweet because he's amazing me with everything he's learning to do and amaze me with each day. I sat today with him and told him the story from the very beginning of his mommy's journey with him. Here's how it went:

Once upon a time there was a woman who was sad with her life. Nothing seemed to be going right and she dealt with her unhappiness in the wrong ways and hurt those around her that she loved the most. The time came when she found out she was pregnant and thought her life was about to crash down around her - how was she going to get through school and raise a child the way she felt was right? For about a week she cried each day, trying to make sense of what God was doing in her life and why this was happening. It was short-lived however. She felt her baby boy flutter around the day after Mother's day and realized the joy of what she was creating. As she grew rounder, her heart only grew fuller. She went into the doctor on a beautiful June day and her instincts were confirmed: she was having a little boy. Life was amazing. Seeing the little hand, him kicking his feet around, and how he was growing and healthy she wept with joy of what was about to come before she knew it. And began growing a deeper love for his daddy and the blessing he gave her. The next few months she grew antsy, awaiting his arrival and hoping day after day the next day would be the moment she gave birth to him. His time came and went, with her getting more and more frustrated. She was ready to meet this boy who had changed her life ever so much! The next week she went in on a Thursday evening and labored for 25.5 hours and finally she saw God. And the blessing, the miracle, and the hope he blessed her with: 7 lbs 13 oz, 20.5 in long. Over the next month she took in everything, his little noises, his smiles and giggles, even his stinky diapers. Life is pure ecstasy. And now she sits here holding him, watching him slowly drift off to sleep and realizing how he saved her, how he made life so much more worthwhile, and how he was her saving grace. And can't believe how lucky she is that she's able to spend the rest of her life watching him, helping him, and giving him everything she can.

And then I laid my little one down and cried again, so thankful for everything I'm so blessed with right now. Life has never meant so much. I live for each day and waiting to see what new adventures little Maxwell, Bryan and I will discover. My life may be a little more frustrating, disorganized, and my clothes a little shabbier from where I get spit up on, but I wouldn't trade any of it for anything in the world.

"A baby is sunshine and moonbeams and more brightening your world as never before."
Mommy's pride and joy <3