Found My Feet!

Today I found these wonderful things mommy and daddy keep calling "feet!" They're so fun to play with and I'm so excited by them! Have they been right here this whole time? I keep forgetting about them and then I rediscover them all over, time and time again. It's been such a treat!

Time Flies When You're Havin' Fun!

I can't believe Will is four months old today! He is SO wonderful and we're having a great time as parents! He smiles constantly and we feel so Blessed to have such a happy baby! He also has started giggling and rolling over occasionally. He's sleeping through the night, at least most of the time, and last week we survived daddy's first business trip since mommy's been back at work. We'll get lots of practice, as two more are scheduled in the near future : )

I estimate we've changed 18,372 diapers and have mopped the floor 3.1 million times due to spit up. Okay, the diaper estimate might be a little exaggerated, but the mopping the floor statistic is 100% accurate.
Will's favorite "game" is "One Little Monkey Jumping on the Bed," with the foot version of "Patty Cakes" a very close runner up. He loves his aunties and grandparents, and can't wait 'till he can play with Uncle Austin! At the rate we're going, I know that'll be here way too soon.

A Mother's Intuition

I've always been a believer that God gives a special intuition to mothers and this afternoon that belief was reinforced.

James, Will and I picked up "Mimi's" van for her from the dealership this afternoon and headed south to deliver the good-as-new vehicle. As James headed out of the customer parking lot and I out of the repair lot, a terrible feeling came over me. So I simply prayed, asking God to protect James and Will. As I finished this prayer, I came over a hill only to spot an accident - that involved a silver Honda Civic that sported a bumper sticker just like mine - my heart sank. As I got a little closer adrenaline pumped through my body, making it difficult to find the hazards on mom's van, much less get the keys out of the ignition.

Luckily, for lack of a better word that gives credit where I believe it is due, the wreck didn't look too serious, but from the mother of a three-month old, that offered little reassurance. After fooling with the keys in the ignition for what seemed like a whole minute, I got the reassurance I needed: Will and James were fine.

I vow to never forget the feeling that came over me in that moment. Tonight I go to bed with a little more appreciation for my family than I woke up with this morning. Thank you, God, for protecting James and Will this afternoon and for giving mothers a very special intuition that may not be able to be explained, but certainly cannot be explained away.