Parenthood

Six years ago yesterday, this little boy made us parents. Of course out journey started way back with a positive pregnancy test.

But this wasn't our first pregnancy. We miscarried at 7 weeks. We didn't talk about it much to other people, and if we did, it was only with close friends and family. We were devastated. But God had a plan for us. We quickly got pregnant again. When we finally started to share our news around the 12 week mark, people would comment that it was perfect timing, as I was finishing graduate school in May and baby was due in August. I was resentful--I was supposed to have a baby in June. However, looking back, trying to study for my national certification exam would have been very difficult with a newborn. Eddy was offered a job the end of July and was to start in early August (his first day ended up being the day Isaac was born!). Going through interviews and negotiations would have been very difficult as well. God knew we were suppose to have Isaac.

Having a child is such a rush of emotions. "I never knew I could love someone so much so quickly" is a little dramatic, but it's true. Our world changed forever when he was born. My purpose in life changed. My priorities changed. I finally felt how my parents love me, because I now had a child of my own to love. I cried today when I found out one of my best friends had her baby today. I think any mother who learns of a baby's
birth, instantly goes back to her birth experiences. So emotional. I hope she had all those wonderful feelings that I had.

Isaac is an amazing kid. He is so polite. He is very kind and caring. He cries easily, but I love that he feels things deeply. He likes to color and "do projects". He is starting to understand that if you want to be good at something, you have to practice. He still loves trains. And since watching Dolphin Tale months ago, he is obsessed with dolphins! He will be going to kindergarten in a few weeks. We've been taking about it a lot, to prepare him for the change in routine. But I think I talk about it to prepare me, just as much as him! Because we "redshirted him" I had an extra year with him. I thought that would help me be prepared. But it hasn't.

I wasn't with him on his actual birthday. It killed me, but he was having a blast playing with his cousins in Iowa. So here's a picture of my 6 year old a couple of weeks ago, after eating ice cream cake with green frosting at the cabin!