Emotions

We have been home now for some time and honestly things are going pretty amazing, all things considered. Asher is gaining weight, slowly but gaining nonetheless. He is 8 months old, adjusted age of 5 months in the next few weeks and weighs a bit over 11 lbs, he is an eager eater and we have just started on solids. That sweet baby laughs, a loud hardy, hardy laugh. He is more ticklish than any baby I have ever seen and his smile not only lights up his face but an entire room. Those beautiful blue eyes can stop you in your tracks and stop you again as he bats his long eyelashes.
No matter how much time goes by, I can still look at him and be taken back to all those times when I wasn’t sure I would have these memories. When I take the time and read any of my past entries the tears start like water works. I know eventually they will seem like a distant memory but I think that no matter what they will never be that distant, I will always have these emotions associated with this experience that has forever changed my life. This sweet little baby boy I am honored and blessed to call my son, with a mommy who can look at him and break down in tears, tears of joy, tears of thankfulness, tears.

One may wonder why I am even bothering to admit my short comings of being overly emotional, but I have really just realized how much I am still affected. I have a dear friend who is pregnant with multiples (STILL pregnant, WAHOOO) she is doing beyond wonderful caring those babies but we talk. Good for both of us, good for her talking of what may come and good for me to reflect and encourage. My friend is so dear, it so many ways we started on a journey together, different journeys but similar non-the less. Hers of praying to get pregnant and mine of sitting in the hospital praying to stay pregnant. Both followed by a rollercoaster of emotions. As she has progressed now through her pregnancy and has had scares of thinking she may be delivering earlier then expected she has c0me to me for advice and encouragement. I am not sure if she knows how helpful it is for me, but I appreciate her and thank her for leaning on me and listening so theraputic one can't even imagine.