My house is littered with baby paraphernalia, free weights, laundry, mail and medicine.
Scout is rolling all over the place and has now decided tummy sleeping is best.
Hubby and I have been sweating it out to P90X. Yeah baby... beach body! HA!
I am being asked at least once a day when the pools are going to open. I guess the weather has just been that good!
Doodle has started soccer and is a scoring machine!
I have a renewed sense of purpose and am thankful for my calling at home.
Kindergarten looms and I am scared and excited.
It seems like I'm never caught up- bills, mail, laundry, email, groceries, potties... and as much as I fight it, it still bothers me.
We are spending time outdoors riding bikes, going to parks, and catching up with neighbors.
I was reminded again just how precious my little blessings are and how very faithful God is by entrusting them to me.
The beard is still growing but has less than 7 days before getting totally shaved off!
I'm starting to feel like myself again... Slowly... amongst all the chaos and fun, I am able to breathe.
"Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows."- James 1:17