For his birthday, we had a small party with family. Much to my dismay, J was not interested in his birthday cake one bit, but the rest of us enjoyed it for him (orange and lemon, yum!). He hit the jackpot with presents - toys and games with lots of buttons to push over and over (and over and over). Seriously, those grandparents really know how to keep a grandchild entertained and drive a mother crazy!
I knew becoming a mother would be special, but what I didn't fully appreciate was how being a mother (or a father) is what helps you truly understand the nature of Heavenly Father. As I look at my baby and witness his daily triumphs and failures, as I practice patience and love during those especially tough days, I realize that this is how God feels towards me, His child. He laughs with me, He cheers me on, He mourns with me when I fall, He is patient with my weaknesses, and He loves me unconditionally. I carry this truth in the back my mind as I strive each day to be the best mother I can be for my Baby J.
And one more thing! For the past several years, I have been blogging over on Some Sort of Crazy. That blog served me well during both very low times and very happy times. I decided, though, that it was time for a fresh start, a clean slate, a blank page. My hope is to begin a new chapter of thoughts and memories here on A Run in the Park. I invite you to follow along through Facebook, Twitter, Instagram or an RSS feeder. Comments and likes are always appreciated. Thank you for reading!