Well I've officially been a mom for 17 weeks and 5 days. My goodness it's been a whirlwind as I've learned (and continue to learn) to adjust to life as a first time mom. First, I have to say that I honestly have loved EVERY minute of it... and yes that includes getting pooped, peed and spit-up on, as well as the sleepless nights. Taking care of my baby boy is what I am meant to go. It honestly fills me with the deepest joy. It's hard to believe that my little Luke will be 4 and 1/2 months old this Thursday! Time is flying and he is growing way too fast. I notice him changing every day-- getting taller, his hair growing longer, his facial expressions getting more pronounced, his vocalizations having more and more meaning, volume, and personality. I feel so privileged to get to be a witness to his little life.
The teacher in me is in awe of this little developing person. Watching him figure our how to bat or grasp a dangling toy, or how to roll over (which he can now do both ways---front to back and back to front), or even seeing him feel new sensations (the grass on his bare feet, the condensation on my cold glass of water, etc.) I find myself continually amazed by his bright desire and determination to learn and experience new things. I am so thankful to the Lord for giving me my son!