One Lucky Mama

It's official. I resigned from my job today! After very careful, prayerful consideration, Brian and I have decided that it is best if I stay home with Baby Thomas. The job I am leaving has been fantastic. I've been able to do exactly what I love, but I am thrilled to be able to spend my days with my sweet baby boy. I look forward to not having to miss one moment of Thomas's "firsts". The hours of my new job are much longer and the pay is a WHOLE lot less. I will have to work nights, weekends, and all holidays with no option of flex time. There will be no raises, no longevity or expense checks. I won't be able to accrue vacation or sick days. But I know the rewards are life long for both Thomas and myself. I really am so very thankful that during these tough economic times for our nation, Brian and I are able to do this. I will not take one day for granted. I truly feel like one lucky mama.

"To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven."

Ecclesiastes 3:1

3 Months

Thomas you are 3 months old. You are such a good, happy baby and your dad and I are enjoying every minute of you. You are going to bed around 9:30pm and sleeping until 4:30am. At 4:30 to take a bottle and go right back to sleep until 7:15. Your dad and I often joke that you are too good and we may not have anymore children. We are so thankful to be your parents. You have changed our lives so much and we love you more than we ever thought possible. When we think think about how much Our Lord loves His children and loves you, we are overwhelmed. Our prayer for you is that you grow to love and know Him more.

You have just started straightening your little legs when we are holding you up. You grunt and bobble your little head looking all around.

At your 2 month doctor's appointment Dr. Smith heard a heart murmur and suspected you had a hole in your heart. You were referred to a pediatric cardiologist. For almost a month I prayed and prayed for you. Your friends and family were praying for you. Your dad was so faithful and just knew that when we went for your appointment your heart would be perfect. And son, your father was right. Your doctor said your heart was "beautiful". The hole that was there, she could tell it had grown up significantly. She told us that she feels confident it will grow up on its own. We go back in 5 months. We are so thankful for your good healthy heart.

At the cardiologist appointment we found out some statistics.

At 3 months you:

-are 25" long: 75th percentile for height

-weigh 14 lbs. 5 oz., just about the 50th for weight

- weight for height around 35th

Your doctor says you are a tall little boy.

Welcome to the world sweet boy!

When your Dad and I were first married we lived here. It was a great little house on Benjamin Drive and your dad and Poppaw worked really hard on it. They contracted it themselves and did a fantastic job. In May of 08' we sold this house and moved into a rental house. Your dad and I wanted to build another house. We shopped for land and started editing house plans. We had decided on a peice of land and our offer had been accepted. We were really excited, I was looking around at home ideas and your dad was thinking about where to put the putting green (seriously, he really was... you will very soon come to know how fanatical your dad is about golf). When we ran into a few complications with the land, and then more complications with the house plans, we wondered if we were doing the right thing.

On Thursday, June 19, 2008 we found out about you.

You were the most fantastic surprise your dad and I have ever had!

You were coming in Febuary. The timeline didn't allow for us to build a house and be settled in before you were here, so we started looking for houses. In October we closed on the house you came home to.

On October 12th, we gathered your friends and family and told them you were going to be a boy!

Your dad and mommaw worked on the house....

While you and I were really busy growing! Your dad put together nursery furniture... And you and I were growing....
We celebrated New Year's Eve And you were growing....

We finished your nursery.

On Febuary 18th we went to the hospital. We were being induced because I had developed high blood pressure. This is us right before we walked out the door for the hospital.

Your Mommy Bette and Pop were already at the hospital waiting on us. They were so excited about you!

We settled into our room, without knowing exactly when you were coming. I felt really good. This was our third time coming to the hospital because of my elevated blood pressure. Mommy Bette and I did some last minute shopping.

Around 5:30 p.m. the next day, we started pushing. You were born at 5:39.

You weighed 7 lbs. and were 18" long.

You were the most beautiful baby your dad and I had ever seen.

And I had NEVER seen your dad so happy...

You were born so quickly that your Mommaw and Poppaw had not had time to get there. They were on the way to the hospital when your dad called to tell them you were here. He said, "Can you hear him?" with the biggest smile on his face.

Febuary 19th, 2009 was the best day of our lives!