Words Just Don't Do It Justice

It's hard to even put into words just how much I love this little boy.  Not only is MJ in a really cute, and sometimes ornery, stage right now, but as I'm quickly approaching the birth of our second child I find myself reflecting on my love for MJ, his growth and development over the last 2 1/2 years, and am just amazed by him-simply put.  There is no doubt that God designed this child to fit my heart's mold.  I mean, seriously, just look at this face...

Mat and I completely melted when we got this picture.  We got a notice from his preschool that they were taking school pictures.  I basically laughed it off wondering how in the world they'd take a class photo as well as individual shots of a bunch of two year olds.  I ordered the cheapest package possible because I imagined a milk mustache, boogie nose, and maybe even some tears.  My little charmer rocked it though!  I'll treasure this photo forever!  It's when I realized "my baby" was no longer a baby, officialy. 

I know I'm not alone in feeling this way because I've heard many an expecting mommy say it before, but as excited as I am to welcome our baby girl into this family, I am also experiencing a bit of guilt and sadness knowing that MJ won't be my one and only anymore.  I just adore him so incredibly much that it's hard to imagine that I can feel this way about another child.  I know in my head that my heart will expand and I will love this child, and any more that we may be blessed with, just as much, but I guess it's hard to fully comprehend.  This guilt or nervousness, for lack of a better word, is making me fully appreciate these last couple weeks with just him.  In the midst of my tiredness, holiday prepping, house projects, and illnesses, I am trying my best to savor each and every "Mommy and MJ" moment.  We've had some fun around the house just playing, doing lots of baking together, and getting in the holiday spirit...







MJ loves to help me make cookies, and we've been making LOTS that I've been freezing in prep for Christmas.

Of course, we've eaten plenty, too!  Warm cookies and milk make for a happy toddler!

Just hanging out playing cars in MJ's room.

 Fingerpainting at home with mom and dad.



I am beyond thankful to have been blessed with his life.  He brings about emotions in me that no one else can.  I can look at him and just tear up in awe, I can watch him sleep and feel like all is perfect in the world, he can fall and get a bloody lip and my heart sinks, he can pout and make his lip quiver and I have to use all my strength not to cave in.  This little one shook me to my core from the moment he was born.  As much as I love him, don't get me wrong-he challenges me daily and I often count the minutes for nap time or bed time, but each and every night I am sure to count my blessing, my biggest blessing thus far, and know just how lucky I am to be his mommy.

Thank you God, for blessing me with this child, and thank you MJ for being the loving, sweet, playful, and sensitive little one that you are.  May you always know how much you are loved...