As tends to happen most days, I found myself completely taken with my sons beauty today. I know there are some people out there who would never call a boy beautiful, but opt for handsome or strong or some other flattering masculine adjective. And thats fine! But I am regularly reminded that Dekker is completely beautiful. In his personality, his heart, and of course his shocking good looks. I just wanted to add a few pictures of him in here that have been taken in the last day or two.
On a completely separate note, I figured I’d throw in a belly photo, since I mentioned in my last post that I’m only somewhat comfortable if I let the belly be free as opposed to sucking it in. So when I’m comfy, this is what I look like:
That makes more sense for 23 weeks hey?
We just spent the evening with a good group of friends, eating appetizers and chatting in the living room. Sometimes I feel bad for not planning things but conversation never slowed, and it was really comfortable. I love our friends, and the way they accept our family just the way we are. Its been a good day.
Tomorrow Brady is back to work and I feel like I’m out of practice on how to parent by myself! Hopefully I figure it out in good time.