My my, how 10 weeks can fly!

Before I get into the subject of this post, I just have to revel in this moment a bit.  My very first blog post!!!  Is it weird that I'm a little nervous?  It's like stepping up to the microphone, tapping it and saying, "Is this thing on?"


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Whew!  Now to begin!


Two and a half months ago yesterday, Chad and I welcomed our beautiful baby girl, Makenna Paige, into the world. 

Ten whole weeks!  70 days!  1680 minutes!!  You get the idea, I think.  It seems amazing to me that she has been a part of our lives for such a relatively short time.  I honestly can't remember what things were like before she was here!   Sure, I have vague memories of sleeping in on Saturday, clothes that were not covered in spit up, a sink not filled with bottles to be washed, and hot meals without interruptions.  There was also a mythical thing called "alone time" that I believe once existed, although I can't be certain at this point.    


But honestly, and as every mother will tell you, I wouldn't trade my experiences with Makenna for anything in the world.  For my whole life, all I have ever wanted to be was a mom.  I never had big dreams of a career.  I just wanted a wonderful husband and children, a family.  Chad and I have been together for eight years now, so this has been a long time in the making.  We waited for the time to be just right to get married.  Once we were married, we waited for the time to be just right to have a baby.  We both had good jobs, we owned our own home, were settled at a church we love and near our families.  I'll be honest, it was hard for me to wait so long.  I am 33 years old, and starting my family so late in life was never really part of the plan.  But it was completely and totally worth it to wait for the right man, the man who will be there through thick and thin, whom I love with my whole heart, and who I know will be the most amazing daddy a child could ever hope for.  

And Makenna....  What can I say about this beautiful little blessing?  It was quite possibly the easiest labor and delivery ever.  I enjoyed every second of it and could not hold back the tears once she was finally in my arms.  I had prayed for her for so long, and to finally get to see her precious face was the most joyous moment of my life.  

She continues to amaze me every single day! I love seeing her smile when I get her from her bassinet in the morning, listening to her baby chatter while I change her diaper or her clothes, letting her splash me while she is in her bathtub, feeling her hand on top of mine when I am feeding her, kissing her chubby little cheeks.   I even love her sweet pouty face and the fact that sometimes, she just needs mommy to hold her to make her feel better.  I just love, love, LOVE being her mommy.  Yes, life is good.  No wait, better than that.  


Life is BLESSED.