Since my last blog, so much sadness seems to have happened. It seems like every time the phone rings, I look at my newsfeed on Facebook, or check my e-mail, it is about death. If any lesson/reminder is to come from such tragedies it would be that none of us are promised tomorrow. We need to tell those we love that we love them and how much they mean to us.
I find myself wanting to be the best mother to my boys that I can be. I never want them to doubt that they are loved. I also find myself not "sweating the small stuff." We found out that Grayson will more than likely need to have surgery in a few months. Surprisingly I am at peace about this. I am not worried. I am so fortunate that I have a relatively healthy baby boy. I am grateful that we live in an area where Kings Daughters is available to us. My baby will be in great hands. Now, this is not to say that I will not be a nervous wreck come the day of the surgery but until then I am at peace and have so much to be thankful for. Thankful that God blessed me with two precious gifts!
