In the last two weeks I...
- had a beautiful baby girl
- turned 27
- lost nearly 30 pounds (I think the scale might be lying.)
- discussed at length little silly things like house temperature...along with other new parent obsessions
- have muttered prayers of thanksgiving more times than I can count
- have muttered prayers for sleep MANY times
- have cringed while watching our grocery money go towards diapers (thankful for gift cards!!)
- have cried at the drop of a hat time and time again (I'm OK.)
- have adjusted to one schedule, only to see it change the next day. Similarly, I have discovered one way to soothe a crying (temperamental by God's design) baby, only to have it not work three hours later
- could have started a pharmacy in my kitchen
- have wished for more hours of daylight
- have taken multiple naps on a daily basis
- have let my desire for home cleanliness take a back seat
- have struggled to find time for a shower, and have forgotten to eat until supper
- have discovered daily pure delight in someone so small
