Houston, we have a crawler!!
One of the things that I have really struggled with when I think of having to work right now is that there's a good chance I will miss some of Carter's "firsts." You know, first time sitting up, first time crawling, first words, first steps, etc. Yesterday as I was driving home from work to pick Carter up from my mother-in-law's house, a thought popped into my head. I thought, "One day very soon I'm going to go pick Carter up and they will tell me how he crawled for the first time that day. And even though I will be so sad that I missed one of his 'firsts,' I have to hold it together and not burst into tears right there. I can cry later, I just can't cry right then. " A few moments later, I walked into Justin's mom's house and she tells me that Carter was really trying to crawl all day long. I put Carter down on the floor, backed away from him, and he crawled right to me! I couldn't believe it! Justin's mom said that was the first time that he had crawled forward! I was ecstatic! How precious that my little boy had waited until I got home from work so that I could be there to witness one of his "firsts." It brings tears to my eyes now as I think of God's loving kindness to me. It may seem like a small thing to see your son crawl for the first time, but to a mom, it's a big deal. And I am so amazed that God cares so much for me that He would coordinate the timing so that I got to be there to see my son crawl for the first time. Thank you, Lord, for caring about even the smallest of details of our lives!