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!!
The past few weeks have come with their fair share of trials. So I took some time out yesterday morning to work on this project – in an attempt to improve my perspective/attitude. Worked like a charm! How can I call myself anything less than blessed!! ❤
It’s spring cleaning time at my house. This is the first year I’ve had much space to worry about. The last several years, I’ve been in a tiny apartment. I could do a super cleaning job on the entire place in one afternoon. That’s not the case this year – and I”m not complaining!!!
This is also the first year I’ve had a baby in the house. Blocking out an entire day (or 2) for cleaning is just simply not going to happen. Again, not complaining! I love spending my days with Xander. It just requires a change in how I approach big projects.
So, here’s my plan: I’m going to tackle one room at a time. Every time Xander falls asleep, I’ll get to cleaning in that room. When it’s finally done, I’ll move on to the next.
I realize that I will never have the satisfaction of an entirely clean house because, by the time I get the last room cleaned, the first few rooms will be trashed again.
But there are more important things than a clean house … right? 🙂