Our lives have changed drastically and been blessed more than we can verbalize in the last 2 weeks with our new addition to our household. Wyatt Cole was born Feb 16th at 6:04 pm. He weighed in at 7lbs 6ozs and was 19 inches long. He is so adorable and handsome. He's my little sweet potato. Although he isn't willing to nurse, which means extra time pumping and cleaning items, it is all worth it. I can hardly lay him down, I just want to hold and kiss on him. What is it about babies? When Allen and I were dating I tried to break up with him at one point because his desire to have children. I felt like that wasn't something I wanted in my future and didn't want to take that away from him. However, here we are 4 little ones later. As soon as the nurse laid him on my chest, I cried and thanked the Lord for another precious gift. What have I done to deserve such a blessing? There are days I don't know why God ever thought I would make a good parent, days when it seems I make one parenting mistake after another. Yet there in my arms, is a little quivering body, taking in his 1st breathes, crying. I have felt a special calling on this little man early on, knowing he is fully the Lord's child just here on loan to me for the time being. I do not know what great things the Lord has in store for each of our children, but I pray I do my best at leading them to Him. Just hours after Wyatt, I told Allen I thought I could do this one more time. I still tear up just looking at him, seeing him for the miracle he is and realizing how fast he'll grow up. The last 2 weeks have been a blur, and I am sure the next several weeks to months will be also. I however, do not look forward this time to getting back into the routine of things, after all, we are in the routine of life now. We are in the routine of loving, holding, feeding and sharing this precious little life. All the kids love him and think he is so cute and want to do anything they can to spend time with him. Thank you Lord for the blessings you give, thank you for your ways and plans being predominant over my futile thinking of what might be best, thank you for allowing me this chance to be a mom and care for your little ones.
We were on our way back to college after a fun weekend trip to a friends home. The windows were down to allow at least the breeze in since it was scorching hot outside and this car had no air-conditioning, in fact, we were lucky it ran at all. And with the windows down, we actually had a nice cross breeze with the holes in the floor board.We were singing to whatever song we could find on the stations in the middle of Kansas on some little mostly unknown highway. It was the quickest route between Manhattan and Wichita. There are many things in life to fear and many things to fear in the flat lands . I had been in Wichita on two separate occasions when there were tornadoes , but this threat was even worse. On a long stretch of quiet highway we enjoyed the beautiful sights of the pastures and sky. There were several tractors working in the fields and mowing in the ditches. Up ahead of us, there was something covering the entire road for as far as we could see. As we neared, it lo
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