Two months ago, this little guy entered our lives. After visiting the Dr., we know that he is a strapping 10 lbs. 2 oz. and is sailing along in the 25% of height, weight, and head circumference. Wow, I sure grow 'em big.
Last year at this time, I was unsure if we were going to be able to have another Bisel baby.
I gave away all our baby stuff. Clothes, swings, bouncy chairs, all went to a consignment shop or to good will. I felt I had to purge myself of everything baby related in order to not obsess about the fact that we weren't able to conceive.
Enough happened last year to leave me wondering...What am I supposed to learn from all of this? For months, I didn't understand, I couldn't see the good coming forth.
Until now. This sweet baby is enjoyed more than I ever could have thought. The sleepless nights aren't as frustrating as they could be, and the laundry piling up doesn't cause me emotional breakdowns. Motherhood, this time around, seems calmer and certainly more appreciated. And, that, is a blessing indeed.