I took tons of pictures of my cute little boy but I didn’t jot things down or implant milestones in my memory. I have a horrible memory as it is so writing things down could have be helpful.
I try to be intentional with my time but to be honest, I let life’s busyness get the best of me. Working a full time job, then baking in the evening, housework or meetings. There are so many evenings where Caleb fends for himself or sits in front of the television all evening. Trust me, I’m embarrassed to admit all of this.
But I write this because over the past month the saying “life is too short” has taken on a new meaning for me. When we were told that Xander could suffer from this and from that, I was so scared for him to come into this world. And what would raising him be like. What would he be like. But this month, this child could not be more perfect.
I wake up (every 3 hours at night) so grateful for each minute that I have with him. So grateful for every day that passes by that we can prove to the doctors they had it wrong and that God is greater than any diagnosis.
My prayer from this moment forward is that I would live each day to its absolute fullest. That I would imbed each milestone in my heart. That I would celebrate all of their accomplishments both big and small. That my children would experience all that life has to offer them. That they would explore their dreams and passions. That they would embrace all of the experiences that come their way. And through it all, they would keep God in the center of their lives.
“Don’t save something for a special occasion. Every day of your life is a special occasion.” – Thomas S. Monson
Live my friends ❤