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... of a compromise

I had grand plans of documenting each month of Simon's life the way I had done for Selah. Each month, taking a picture of him in the same environment with the same prop to see how he was growing and doing a lengthy, survey blog post about how he was changing and developing. I even started his one month post. Then it got long, and involved, and he woke up and/or Abram and/or Selah needed something and it never got finished.

So nothing was reported on his first month at all.

I am realizing the only way there will be anything at all like a monthly documentation of Simon's first year - or a documentation of any of the kids - is if there's a compromise. Something between too much to handle and nothing at all. So that means just a picture and a few sentences, if that's all I have time for. If I have time for more, I will use it. If not, at least there is something.

With that being said, here are Simon's 1st and 2nd month pictures.


It's hard to remember what it was like to have him in my tummy instead of in my arms. While he is a handful (or armful, if you will) and we don't actually spend a lot of time together as a family at this point, it's hard to imagine our family without him. When he is awake and fed, he is a smiley, sweet, fun, interactive little guy. The problems are sleep and eating related. I won't go into detail about it, for fear that this post may never actually make it out of the editor either, but let's just say there are good days and bad days and the good days are starting to outnumber the bad ones. Praise the Lord.

Our wonderful helper, Miss Joy, has made a world of difference and I can't imagine what this month would have been like without her. Thank the Lord for His faithful and answered prayers!

All three kids are down for naps and rest time right now, but could/should be awake at any minute, so I'll end there. Hope to be back soon!

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