Being blessed

It feels like only yesterday that Tim and I found out that I was pregnant. Today I was reflecting on the fact that next week my little guy will be starting solid foods. He will be six months old. I'm reeling from that fact. I've already been off work for over 6 months, my son has been a part of our life for almost 6 months. I've been a mommy for almost six months. It's amazing that in such a short period of time my heart has been completely stolen, captivated, enthralled with our baby boy. He is the sweetest, most fun, interactive, intelligent little guy. And I am totally in love.

I didn't think it was possible to love anyone as much as I love my husband Tim. I didn't know that my love could grow and expand. But here I am, a mere 6 months into motherhood, and I feel sometimes like I could burst with all the love I feel in my heart. Where did it come from? It's not like I've always wanted children and the love has just been building up in my heart over the years to pour into my son. In fact, not so long ago I used to say I wouldn't have children. Even when Tim and I got married, having kids wasn't a sure thing. And yet now, I can't imagine my life any other way. It is such a blessing, such a gift to be able to invest in a child's life, whether it's a biological child, an adopted child, a niece, a nephew, a grandchild...they are a gift. And I am so thankful for our little Sam.