Trey and I were having the time of our life in London. I didn’t think we could be any happier.
Nate proved me wrong. Big time.
This child is a constant reminder that we are blessed beyond measure. Worries about losing baby weight, the bank account, what to make for dinner, cleaning the house, piles of laundry, Georgia (our very obnoxious/loud/energetic dog), waking up countless times in the middle of the night or not updating the blog for weeks at a time all seems quite trivial when staring into his trusting little eyes. I love you, baby boy. Keep reminding me not to worry.