Happy .25 birthday, Xander!!
Xander will be 3 months old tomorrow.
The joy that he has brought into our lives in that short time is immeasurable.
I happened to look something up about diaphragmatic hernias yesterday (the condition X was born with) and was quickly reminded that the chance of survival is only 38%. I think it’s safe to say that he hasn’t just survived. He’s thriving!
He’s become such a chunky monkey and the world’s happiest baby. He smiles and laughs his days away. My mom thinks it’s because there’s so much laughter around him on a daily basis. He was born into a VERY happy home.
Tim has decided that 3 months is old enough to sleep in his own room. I have no doubt that he was ready weeks ago. It was me that needed more time. I’m sure I’ll be getting up a few times during the first few nights – just to check on him.
I’m going to spend some time this week scrolling back in my FB feed to the first few days after he was born. I want to print all the comments and prayers that were posted. I’m planning on starting a journal for him and I’ll include the printed pages. I want to be able to tell him how God was glorified through him – even from the first few hours of his life.
I will also print the epic stories about “Xander, Defender of the People” that his father wrote for him before he was born. I want him to know how much he was loved and he prayed for, from the moment he was conceived.
His dedication on Mother’s Day almost seemed like a formality to me because we have placed him before the Lord since the day we found out I was pregnant.
I regularly tell him stories about God and how much He loves him. I know he can’t understand them yet – but I don’t think you can start that sort of habit too soon.
Plus, it helps me make sure I never forget that I am one BLESSED mommy!!