Thursday Pictures - 44 Weeks

44 Weeks

I saved this picture from our Disney trip earlier this week especially for today's Thursday picture. He was such a trooper on this trip. It was so exciting to watch him take everything in. All the sights, people, rides. He wanted to be right in the middle of it all and was less than pleased when we would strap him back into his stroller.  

Thursday Pictures - 43 Weeks

43 Weeks

Clapping his hands, signing 'more' and basically just being adorable.

Thursday Pictures - 42 Weeks

Went to Dr. Glade's today for your 9+ month check up. Everything is going well. You are growing but still a bit on the smaller end of the scale, except for your head. That's how we do things in our family.

The Toothfairy's First Visit

We had our first visit from the Tooth Fairy at our house. Well, actually she found Miss Mya at Grams house but she came and Mya was thrilled. She had been working and wiggling her tooth for days. We even made a special pillow to hang next to her bed with a pocket for her tooth. She was excited to pick out the fabric and the butterfly for the side.

We came to Grams and Grandpa's house for Sunday dinner before I went to work. I was hoping that it would come out while I was there. I know it sounds silly, but I so badly wanted to be there when this big event happened in her life. I tried to wiggle it free, Grandpa tried, she tried with no results. After dinner she was sitting with me and Grams walked over and worked her magic. Within seconds little Miss was scooping up the elusive tooth. 

I can't believe how much she is growing up lately. I love it and I don't love it all at the same time. But, I am learning that as a mom you just have to hang on and enjoy the journey, no matter how bittersweet it might be.

Sometimes I just wanna squeeze 'em!

I've had the reoccurring thought lately, thoughts about how very much I love my children.  (Don't assume I'm a wonder woman who never looses her temper or gets frustrated with these little people that are my daily companions. Because, I'm not. I'm far from perfect.) I have found myself filled with so much emotion on their behalf. I feel like I want to hold them so tight, to squeeze them so that the love I have in me has to flow into them. So they know, without question that they are loved. Loved unconditionally. I want to hold them while they sleep, kiss their little foreheads, their round cheeks, their little hands. I desperately want them to know, to have their little hearts overflow with it. I want to be a strength to them in a darkening world. So, that when they are torn down by others, or the adversary, they will have my love to counteract the negative and build them up. They will have all their mother's love and the love of our Father in Heaven; a strong shield against whatever fiery darts are sent their way.
I imagine these feelings are how our Heavenly Father feels about us, about me, as he watches us navigate this life. I feel closer to Him as I contemplate that. Gaining a deeper knowledge of our Savior and Heavenly Father's love for each one of us.