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LIFE: Three Years Ago

Three years ago at this time I was making myself lay down in bed after scrubbing down with the "prescribed" soap for pre-op, knowing that in a few short hours I would be up doing it again. 

Three years ago I was thinking that I had no idea what the next season in life was going to look like. 

Three years ago I was over thinking all the things, and super thankful that God slowed my mind down enough to get a wink of rest before the next morning.

You see, three years ago January 15th at the 12 AM I was making myself go to sleep because I had a scheduled c-section to meet a baby that I did not know the gender. I had a ball of every emotion hitting me because I had waiting since I was a child to be a mama ( yes as a 6 year old I knew that I was destined to be a mama-- there is a story of the time my babysitter had an emergency and my soon to be at that time stepmom had to stay at the house until parents could get there but she did not want to change diapers and I pushed her aside to change the diapers). It had been 9 years of marriage watching all of our friends have babies, and the next morning a doctor I trusted A LOT was going to cut me open ( if you have read my pregnancy journey, you know how much the whole c-section thing was NOT my goal but I trust my doctor and learned things about my body that made it pretty impossible to deliver naturally.)

Where have the past three years gone? Two cross country moves, two churches, lots of amazing framily members have made the past three years seem like a lifetime. 

Our sweet boy has such love for all of his family and friends. He loves "Big Fish" (Sea World), the Zoo, Starbucks, Target, Opps She Bee ( H-E-B),  monster trucks, the Bus (school van), and lost but not least Adventures and Treats. 

Happy Birthday Sweet M! Here's to many more adventures and treats. 

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