I don't want to take my blog count over the top or anything, but geez, I've only posted once in 2012. That's definitely not hard to top! I've been telling myself that I blogged four months ago but I guess I am mixing that date up with the birth date of my child. It's hard to decide where to begin after an almost eight month hiatus from my blog but I thought I would begin with the bright spot of my year - my firstborn child, HB. I want to keep it short and sweet tonight but I promise to connect the dots of the past eight months later.
No matter how much friends and family share about having children I have learned that nothing can fully prepare you for how truly wonderful and delightful motherhood is. Or how challenging some of its early moments can also be. Becoming a mom has simply been more - more thrilling, more joyful, more fun, more blessed than I could have ever imagined. It's hard to think my life before this point - my son has brought so much joy and wonder to my life and I am so grateful for the reminder that he is of God's awesome creating hand in our lives. I am reminded of God's great power and intricate creativity on a daily basis as I observe my son developing and growing.
With all that said, enjoy the amateur cell phone pictures of the month-by-month growth of my sweet son. (I am working on the whole "taking pictures from consistent distances and angles.") Clockwise, from top left, one month, two months, three months and four months. He has gone from posing as a sack of potatoes at one month to actually sitting up pretty well on his own at four. Hubby is the "spotter" ready at a moment's notice to reach out with cat-like reflexes and prevent Lil Man from face planting it into the arm rest of his great-great-great grandfather's rocking chair.