"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."-Jeremiah 29:11
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Chubby Bunny
Scott and Sarah have this routine. Every morning they stand at the door and wave bye to Momma and do the I love you sign and then they run in the house and take a picture and send it to me. Besides getting to come home and see them both, this is the best part of my day...or at least a really great start. They sent this one last week and it's one of my favorites because she's smiling. Ps. Chubby Bunny is kind of our nickname for her and for those of you who think this will give her a complex...puhlease....this child gets told about a million times a day that she's gorgeous or beautiful and besides, babies are supposed to be chubby!
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
I am "that mom"....
I am that mom....
*That calls the daycare twice the first day to check on her.
*That worries all day about whether she's eating enough or being held enough or happy because I can't be there to make sure she is.
*That counts down the hours until I get to come home and hold my baby.
*That makes Scott go up to the daycare on his lunchbreak to check on her.
*That makes Scott call me after he drops her off in the mornings, checks on her at lunch and picks her up in the afternoon...just to make sure she's still okay.
*That holds her until the last possible second before I leave for work in the mornings...and then runs back for one last hug and kiss.
*That doesn't want to put her down when I come home from work. (What if she didn't get held enough at daycare?)
*That is jealous because Scott gets to drop her off and pick her up from daycare and is close enough to drop in and check on her during the day.
*Whose heart melts every time she smiles at me.
*That wishes I could spend every moment of every day with her.
*That thinks she's already growing up way too fast!
*That NEVER imagined being a mother could be quite so amazing!
*That calls the daycare twice the first day to check on her.
*That worries all day about whether she's eating enough or being held enough or happy because I can't be there to make sure she is.
*That counts down the hours until I get to come home and hold my baby.
*That makes Scott go up to the daycare on his lunchbreak to check on her.
*That makes Scott call me after he drops her off in the mornings, checks on her at lunch and picks her up in the afternoon...just to make sure she's still okay.
*That holds her until the last possible second before I leave for work in the mornings...and then runs back for one last hug and kiss.
*That doesn't want to put her down when I come home from work. (What if she didn't get held enough at daycare?)
*That is jealous because Scott gets to drop her off and pick her up from daycare and is close enough to drop in and check on her during the day.
*Whose heart melts every time she smiles at me.
*That wishes I could spend every moment of every day with her.
*That thinks she's already growing up way too fast!
*That NEVER imagined being a mother could be quite so amazing!
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