Doting

There is nothing more in this life that I love more than my family. I have been supported and love from the moment my cells started splitting (weird thought). Now I have the opportunity to love and support someone who came from my genetic material. I am truly humbled to have this blessing of a loving husband, a beautiful and whole baby, this home and the support I have.

My dearest husband works so hard for our little family. Each morning he goes to work, no complaints. He comes home, usually with a smile and sometimes has to take off straight to school. He is gone from us more than he is with us. He happily takes Logan off my hands even though by the time Carl gets home Logan is already fussy, tired and overwhelmed. He never accuses me of the home that is almost in shambles, my spending habits (which have improved), my moody disposition or my demands. What a blessing to have such a patient and happy man. It makes everyone’s life so much better.

Logan is relatively a happy baby. He loves being held ALL the time. But he goes to bed every night at ten, he wakes up at 7:30 with only one or two wake up calls a night. He takes a bottle and a pacifier. He sleeps well at his naps and quickly adapted to his schedule of every three hours. He lifts up his head and shows off those pretty steal blue eyes. He rarely spits up, tells us when he wants his diaper changed and we even experienced a laugh today. What a happy little baby.

I also have loving parents, grandparents, in-laws, sisters, church members, friends and professors.

What an astounding life I have!