Almost 13 months!

What am I grateful for? Today, I am especially grateful for my precious son.

In a few days, he'll be thirteen months old, and I have to say that right now is probably my favorite stage yet. He is so interactive, always talking and raising his eyebrows and trying to get my attention. Not that those things make me love him, for I loved him long before he had these skills. But they amplify my love because there's just something special that happens when you can communicate with someone. He's also really into signing right now.

Yesterday, I just looked at Ezra and cried, because I am so, so grateful that God gave me this little bundle of joy.

He is in so many ways the best friend that I have besides my dear hubby. Even now, he is napping, and I miss him. We had a delightful morning, playing at the park with cousins, but I miss the one on one. It is such a precious treasure.

For months now, I have wanted another baby, and I still do...I want a friend for Ezra. But now has not seemed to be God's time. So it's just me and Ezra, enjoying each other through these long days of summer. And you know what? I'm finally just basking in that joy and not so anxious anymore for what the future holds. Yes, I still am ready to welcome another baby just as soon as God sends one my way, but now I've peace in the waiting. And I'm getting to treasure the still-babyhood of my little man. He is still so much my baby, but in a dearer way because he can tell me how much he loves my hair with his whispy voice, and because he can ask for milk, or sign please whenever he wants it. He has me tied around his finger, I tell you. Not in a bad way--we still encourage independent play, he realizes mommy has things to get done, we have rules, etc. But he has my love and I am so grateful for the opportunity to give it to him day after day after day.