My sweet-souled baby boy is now 4! Seems like we were just bringing him home from the hospital and now he's 4. He's at the age where he knew his birthday was coming up and that birthday's only come once a year, so it was a special day and he made sure everyone around knew it was his birthday. We celebrated a little differently this year since we were on vacation at Sanibel (see prior post). We had a fun day at the beach and at the pool and then ended the day with a little birthday party, good BBQ, and birthday cake!
I guess it's the Mama in me, but I can't help but to reflect back on that hot summer day, June 21, 2006, when we became parents. I never knew I could love someone so much. During my pregnancy people would comment, "You're life's going to change," and I would unknowingly agree. I had no idea how much my life would change until that little 6-pounder baby boy arrived. I immediately learned the reason God put me on this planet; to raise children that love God and love people so that they in turn bring up Godly children and the cycle continues generation through generation. I was (and still am) overwhelmed by the huge responsibility that entails. I can't help but think of how God has changed me and "grown me up" through my years (although few) in motherhood. He speaks to me in the day to day highs and low with my boys...things I probably would have never learned if it weren't for being a Mama.
I'm so very grateful for this precious son of mine and the pure joy (and pure frustration at times) he brings me. Happy Birthday Sweet Harrison!
A special Spiderman lifevest for a special fishing trip from Mama & Daddy (post to come)
Who am I? I am a wife, a Mama, God's child and still trying to figure out the rest. I am blessed with a wonderful husband -- truly my "better half" -- who is the lover-of-simplicity, non-detail-oriented person whom I am trying to be more like. We live small-town life in the woods of North Florida and enjoy it much. When I have time for myself (not often enough), I like to work in my yard, do crafty things, and shop.
I can't think of another phrase used to describe my husband Justin than "My Better Half." He is truly just that. Aside from the values we are exactly alike in, there are an enormous amount of things that we are counter opposites. All in all, we complement each other well. If there's one thing I've learned over my years in marriage (and am still learning...work in progress), it's that it is hard and takes effort on both parts. However, the good times definitely outweigh the bad. I'm blessed beyond measure for this man who works so hard to provide for our family and be the hero that our boys deserve. He is the down-to-earth, simple life loving person that I'm striving to be more like. I'm grateful that he loves me for me, at my best and at my worst. He makes me laugh and fills our home with joy. I, quite possibly, could go on and on like a lovesick 14-year-old. Thank you Justin for being you and loving me and adoring our children. I know they see Jesus in you and am proud to call you mine.
Tears come to my eyes when I think of my growing family. It took about 3.4 seconds after delivering my first child to realize that this is what God put me on the planet for. With that joy, also came the overwhelming realization of the responsibility that entails...which is still at times overwhelming! To my boys, I am beyond blessed to be called your mother. Hearing the pitter-patter of your little feet first thing in the morning makes my day. My life has been enhanced beyond measure just because of you. You are my Heart.
Harrison Reid is my first-born and there is no truer boyish boy! He is rowdy, rambunctious, and all things dirt and trucks and tractors. He keeps us rolling in laughter with his anecdotes and jokes and silly sayings. My sweet-souled boy. He is now a big preschooler and no doubt this little blog will fill up quickly with stories and photos about his days. I love you, Harrison, and thank you for making me a Mama.
Brigdon David is (at this point) my baby and the sweetest, happiest baby - though I am a tad partial! Even at 9-months-old, he has a good little heart and that gummy smile can bring tears to my eyes. I think back to my pregnancy and how we longed for this baby to be a girl, and were surprised when we were told he was a boy. God created this child, this boy, for our family. I could not imagine our life without him. I love to watch Brigdon interact with Harrison and had no idea how blessed I would be by their love for each other - even at their young ages. Brigdon, thank you for being my baby. I can't wait to fill the pages of this blog with your little life story. God has big things in store for you.