We’ve decided to keep one of them… the one who isn’t sick of my obsession with capturing every single moment of their lives.
The past week has brought with it changes… changes that I didn’t feel quite ready for.
(Who am I kidding? I’m truly not a fan of change. Like ever.)
First there was the move from the crib to the toddler bed on Saturday for Matthew …
And yesterday brought big changes for Katie.
First came her first real haircut… 5 inches gone within 10 minutes.
Then, in the evening, before I had even completely wrapped my brain around how much a simple haircut aged her, she lost her first tooth.
But that smile right there?
And Matthew’s sheer joy over being in a big boy bed?
Well, I’m going to tuck those memories away for when the next big changes come.
And maybe, just maybe, I’ll greet them with more a bit more grace.
Because I’m starting to see how well they welcome change.
And how can I not be happy about that?
I knew I would love him.
I knew that, like his sister before him, he would make my heart swell.
I knew that I would do absolutely anything for him.
But what I didn’t know and could have never even imagined, is that one glance at him would make my chest constrict.
I didn’t know that I would one day shudder at the thought that I could have missed out on this love.
I didn’t know that I would spend every single remaining day of my life being grateful that I was gifted with a boy…this boy.
When I was a young girl, my grandmother encouraged me to be careful what I prayed for because often, we can’t possibly know what joys lie beyond of our specific prayers.
And I’m so grateful that all of those prayers for a second girl fell on deaf ears.
Because this boy has brought me joy that I could have never imagined.
My life is ever changed by my sweet Matthew.
It’s been a while.
I’ve had so many things that I’ve wanted to share—thoughts, things that I love, stories about the kids—but I’ve second guessed everything.
When I sit down to write here on itsm, I stare at the computer, feeling all this weird pressure, like I need to write an article.
This blog started as a place to share the small moments and I’ve lost sight of that along the way.
I keep forgetting that I have the freedom to write anything I want here.
In this space, I can live in the moment.
So, I’m going to try that, because I love it here and I want to spend more time with you.
I’m going to start off my sharing this video because it brings me so much joy.
When your child is speech delayed, every word carries magic.
We had the fountain in our yard removed because it was a yellow jacket magnet.
Matthew came down after his nap and immediately noticed that it was gone…
(Also? Why can’t I ever remember to turn my iPhone on its side when I take video?)