This little face says it all...
This sweet baby makes my heart melt. He makes every day worth living to its fullest. He is a constant reminder of God's love. I still cannot believe He has blessed our lives and entrusted us with such a happy, healthy baby. I thank God every day for letting me be Tyler's mom. Many thanks.
This time a year ago, we were finishing up our last appointment with the fertility doctor, 11 weeks pregnant. I had the most wonderful experiences, watching our little peanut grow from week to week, overwhelming emotions. I remember that last appointment in particular, Ty had hiccups in utero and we got to watch his tiny body jump. He stretched during the ultrasound and it brought tears to my eyes. I yearned to hold that wiggly, hiccupping baby in my arms. And I prayed to stay pregnant long enough to get there. I still thank God every day for helping us get through that. What an incredible year it has been. Many thanks.
I am unbelievably thankful that I can be a stay-at-home mom. You ever feel like you were born to do something? I was born to be a mom. Seriously, I want nothing more than to take care of our baby and watch him grow and learn every single day. I have loved every moment. I remember staying up all night in the hospital, just so I could hold him while no one else was there. Who needs sleep?!? I love watching him hit developmental milestones and the process it takes him to get there. His newest thing...he reaches out for me now. Absolutely. In. Love. Many thanks.
I have an extremely patient, understanding, and loving husband. I am so thankful for him. Not just any man can deal with a hormonal, crying, overly anxious wife on a daily basis. He stands by me when I am feeling just a little bit crazy. He thinks its okay when I'm crying over an episode of Dancing With the Stars and laughing hysterically the next. He does his best to pick up my spirits when the baby blues have me down (which, by the way is SO frustrating! I have NOTHING to be sad about in my life, yet still manage to get down from time to time...). He lets me know that I'm doing a good job of raising our son. That means the world to me. I may stay at home, but I most definitely work. He makes sure I know that my job is just as important as anyone else's, regardless if I bring home a paycheck or not. Most importantly, he tries so hard to understand my anxiety since having Ty. Post partum anxiety is something I have fought since the day he was born (I need to blog on that topic later...). It is inexplainable as to how or why I get as anxious as I do when it comes to my son. Over time, I have been able to pin point situations and circumstances that trigger or fuel my anxiety and that's made dealing with it much easier. Bottom line...I couldn't have done it alone. Cooter has supported me. Many thanks.
Certainly not last on my list of thanks is our friends and family. After 2 years of heartbreaking attempts to have a baby, our families were ecstatic with the birth of Tyler. We are lucky enough to spend time with our families on a regular basis. Cooter and I both have parents that have been married over 30 years. What incredible role models they have been for us, and will be for Ty. He is so lucky to have 4 grandparents and 3 great grandmas! He has cousins close in age and I'm sure they will all be the best of friends! I cannot imagine where we would be today without the love and support of our families. Not only do we have incredible families, but quite the awesome bunch of friends as well (whom we consider family)! Hours following Ty's arrival, our hospital room was surrounded by family. We wouldn't have had it any other way! Many thanks.
Here's a few shots of our Thanksgiving family photo shoot...
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