I'm a little tender today. Christie called this morning and told me that Kristi lost her baby girl at 39 weeks. I bursted out in tears. Why? What happened? Not possible! And then a few hours later Mitchell called to tell me that Erin lost her baby at about 6 weeks (tubal pregnancy). So this got me thinking. To have a healthy pregnancy and give birth to a perfect baby is nothing short of a miracle from God. And I had that miracle happen to me! I am so grateful and thankful to God for what He has given me. Aedan is sooo perfect. He is healthy and beautiful and well . . . perfect. A few thoughts later I think, "Can this miracle happen to me twice? Will I be that blessed?" Lord Almighty, I hope so.
Aedan is pulling himself up a lot the past 2 weeks. I have a feeling he will be walking before he hits 1 year. I'm so proud of him. He is very strategic and cautious with every move and step. I think he takes about me with that. J And with each waking morning he looks more and more like Mitchell. I love it--it crakes me up to look at the both of them at the same time. Mitchell has no idea what I mean. But I love it. I hope when we have a girl he will be able to look over at me with her in my arms and think "Holy crap! You two are twins!" That will be fun.
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