mummyhood

Well, as I remembered that I do indeed have a blog, I started looking through my previous posts. The last post, about yelling at people? Yeah that was the day that my water broke and I gave birth to our son. Yikes! So, I do apologize for all the negativity surrounding the past 9 months. Its crazy what can take over your heart if you let it :/

As such, lately I have been focusing on God as my father, my abba, my "dada". In the past few months, our little munchy has started not only smiling, but laughing! After he is fed and changed, he gets the cutest little grin on his face... at his mom, the palm tree, the fan, and ceiling lights. He delights in looking at the tree in his bedroom. And thus, we delight SO much in him! Michael and I are convinced that babies really rule the world without us knowing. He makes one little noise and we mimick him. He smiles, so we smile back. And yet, I can't help but thinking that this must be how it is with our heavenly father. We smile and laugh and are entertained by the dumbest things. He has a whole world, a whole life for us, better than we could ever imagine. And yet we giggle at lights and ceiling fans thinking it is just the greatest blessing. We have no. idea.