Six Weeks

It's hard to believe my baby is 6 weeks old. Wow. Time has gone fast, and some days excruciatingly SLOW. Michaela did not come out with a cute little newborn cry. She came out with a full blown set of lungs. Michaela is L.O.U.D. There is no other way to describe it, but despite that, she has stolen a part of my heart.

To be honest, Jamison wasn't sure how I would do with her. I was done with two. Three was not on my radar, but it was on God's. He thought I needed a third, and it hit me today what she was. All along, J has said that he didn't want to say she was a surprise, unplanned or an accident. She was a surprise to us, but not to God. She was unplanned for us, but not to God. He made her, he created her, he ordained all of her days. So, we don't like to say that. Today when Dr. Edwards asked me how I was doing (he knew that I was a little hesitant about a third), I told him this, "She is a blessing I didn't know I wanted." She is exactly that - a blessing and I am so fortunate that the Lord knows exactly what I needed even when I didn't know I wanted it. Michaela is a blessing and a joy and I love her so much!

Here are a few pictures - product of being the 3rd, I forget to take her picture. Well, the first picture is of Hope feeding baby "Kaya."


I had to include the below picture as I have seen it before - this is a Grayson picture if I have ever seen it. I have it somewhere and if I find it, I will post them side by side. It's scary how much they look alike.