Beautiful Struggles

My Sweet Maggoo,  How is it that we are on the backside of your first year? It seems like yesterday we were sitting in anticipation of meeting your tiny little soul and yet here we are seven months in. I think back to the day you were born after  days of labor and how though we were exhausted we could not sleep. I didn't want to close my eyes for a second in fear of missing something you would do. I could stare at you in awe that thing I prayed so desperately for was laying on my chest in the shape of the most perfect little girl. Seven months later I still hold you on my chest or sit and watch you sleep in awe that you are real. It is as though I am living in a dream where all my hopes and prayers have come true. Seeing you discover new things, accomplish milestones, and become you is just perfect. You have the best little personality and this month it has began to shine through. You are no longer my sweet tiny cuddly baby, but this little baby who is ready to go! Yo

How often do we go through life pretending that everything is great; we post only the best photos, we smile when we would rather cry, and we float through life faking it the best we can. We run into friends at church on Sunday mornings and chat about how wonderful we are and how great everything is, but we leave out the fact that all we could really use is a hug and a gentle reminder that it's perfectly okay to not be okay. In fact the crazy part of it all is it's perfectly normal to go through life with emotions, heck Jesus himself felt emotions. I'm sure we all remember when he got mad in the temple and flipped the table, well in that moment he wasn't okay. As a new mom still adjusting to this wonderful world of motherhood I find myself not okay pretty often. I'm either exhausted because the baby didn't sleep or because the baby nursed all day, or I'm feeling a little lost trying to rediscover my role as Brittany, or I'm just a little anxious becaus

Happy Half Birthday Ellie Girl,  It is bitter sweet to sit here and write your six month blog post, which is probably why I have put it off. The days are going by faster and faster, and I would do anything to slow them down just a tiny bit. I find myself rubbing your perfect smooth wonderful face trying to memorize exactly what it feels like because I know it will change so soon. I rub your sweet little hair that is finally coming in embracing the gentle feeling of peach fuzz. I take a million pictures because I know these days are short and these moments are priceless. The last six months of our lives have been enchanting with you by our side. Being your mom is more incredible than I could ever imagine. You bring me so much joy, I feel so much pride, you are the best part of me. These six months have been the greatest and you sweet baby are to thank! This month you have once again been a little busy bee! You learned to  roll from back to tummy and now spend most of your