Monday Morning Dates

Monday mornings have kind of become a date morning for Logan and I. Once we get over the mad rush to get out of the house, we have a ton of fun! I have been doing a few things to make the morning run more smoothly.  Sunday nights I usually pack up everything we will need so that I don’t end up running out of the house without a bathing suit. I have also only been giving him a granola bar or something light before swimming because he was getting sick on the way in if I filled his belly and then rushed him out of the house. This works out great until he realizes that he is still hungry after swimming. Right about the same time that he realizes he is hungry, my body starts telling me that I haven’t had my coffee yet.

There is a Dunkin Donuts not far from the athletic club so I have been going in there for coffee and getting him something to eat too. This works out well because when he falls asleep in the car his belly is full and he will stay asleep for longer. This also takes us through the morning stretch so that he is nice and tired for his afternoon nap. We go in, sit down, and have a little mommy son breakfast date. We talk about his food, and about where daddy is, and who else is in there with us, and so on.  

A few minutes after we started heading home I looked in the rear view mirror and saw this:

This probably just looks like another picture of a sleeping baby to most people.

When I looked in the mirror I was just overwhelmed with this feeling…
 a feeling that most moms probably get at some point.

I just looked back at him and thought God created him before I even knew about him.
He is unlike any other person that has or will ever live.
He is unique to the core but also has built in characteristics that reflect both Dan and I.
He has facial expressions that look like grandparents, aunts, uncles and other relatives.
He has so much personality packed into that little body.
He can barely talk and he does so many things that make us smile every day.
There is nothing else in the world like having a baby with the man that you love and trust.
I feel so blessed when I think about the fact that he was entrusted to us.
He was given to us so that we could try our hardest to raise him the way that we should.
I just feel so blessed to watch him grow and know that feeling will only get stronger as he does grow.