This morning we slept in until about 7 am, courtesy of the Camper, who finally got through the night with only one early morning feeding again. Last night I was so “busy” trying to figure out how to troubleshoot his sleeping problems, I had no time to reflect on the night I spent in a beautiful B&B in Manti, Utah, waiting for morning- trying to kill my nerves by reading the new Harry Potter. It didn’t work. I woke up this morning, not running to grab him, crying, out of his crib. I checked on him, he was sleeping peacefully. I laid back in bed and listened to John getting ready in the bathroom, and I had a couple of moments to reflect and think, “Yes, although it’s not necessarily where we planned to be, (did we plan?), I’m proud of us right now.” Two years later.
Two years ago, today.
From this:
to this:
to, well. I don’t really have an exciting picture of my midsection right now. But you get the point.
Happy Anniversary John. I’m still in love with our little family. And this is our first anniversary I’m not pregnant. Wo-hoo!
Tags: anniversary, changing, Family
Happy anniversay happy anniversay happy annnnnniveeersssary…happyanniversary! (I think that is the way to song goes.)
love ya!
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