Okay, for those who have older children- this will be a fun trip down memory lane; for those who don't have children and are wanting them- this will be a fun look to the, Lord-willing, future!

Scene: I am in the kitchen washing my hands after cleaning up the puppy room (gross me out).  Stoker is in the bedroom with S.J. keeping him preoccupied before his last feeding for the night. (Note* I have a bad memory so word for word is not accurate)

"Taryn!"

"What?"

"Hey, has he been doing this?"

"Doing what?"

"Come in here."

Sigh "Hold on I'm coming!"

As I'm walking in "what?"

"Has he been rolling over and you're not telling me?"

"No, what are you talking about?  Sometimes when he's on the bed he'll kind of fall over that way but he's not rolling yet."

"Well, he just did."

"No he didn't, are you serious?"

"Yeah, he was lying up here and rolled over to down here.  Watch."

So I watch my husband place my, soon to be 5month old, son on his belly.  He kicked a little.  I'm thinking to myself, 'sure, you think he rolled over but it was just gravity since the top of our bed is on an incline.'  I stood at the end of the bed and called his name to encourage his curiousity. He kicked a little more, then all of a sudden, my son (who has a head in the 98% circumference) picked his head straight up and tossed it over and rolled over!! 

"OH MY GOSH!! He rolled over?!?!  I can't believe it! I worked with him on that this afternoon and he wouldn't budge!  I can't believe I missed it!! Good Boy, I'm so proud of you........." the hysterics went on and on untill I calmed down long enough to call my mom.  Then my dad, then whoever else I could think of that was still awake at 9:30 pm. 

I can not believe the overwhelming joy and love I felt for my son at that moment.  He rolled over.  He didn't solve his first algebraic equation, he didn't discover the cure for a rare disease, he just rolled over.  He grinned at us with his two little teeth showing past his bottom lip, and my heart literally melted. 

 I have been walking around grudgingly since yesterday because my schedule got messed up with having to take him to the doctor- thinking woe-is-me.  I thought life couldn't get worse because my house is a mess and the puppies are a mess, and I'm so tired... and then the Lord threw a daffodill in the middle of it all.  This beautiful, eye opening moment about what really matters in my life. 

So tomorrow, I will look at the chore list I made myself at the begining of the week, I will see what time allows me to do, and then I will sit on the floor and laugh and kiss my baby every time he rolls over!!!  I will be thankful for what the Lord has provided for me and given me.  Not moan about what I think I don't have or what I feel I have lost.  I will try to remember that although this is my 'job' as a homemaker- more than anything it's our home, and while yes it needs to be tidy and clean- it needs to be full of love. 

The Lord has provided so much for us, and in His mercy and grace I hope I can do all things to honor Him and my family!

Praise the Lord our son in mobile!!!!!       Uh-oh!

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