Monday, December 15, 2008
We fed Isaac baby cereal on a Saturday, then he was with Zanna for his cereal on Sunday, so Monday was the first day that I was home alone with him giving him cereal. He had his cereal in the morning, then a little while later, he went down for his morning nap.
As I walked through the kitchen after putting him down, the house was quiet, and the sight of the high chair in the kitchen really caught me off guard.
It hit me: Wow... I really have a baby and get to stay home to care for him! This is amazing! Obviously, I'd known that before this point, but for some reason, the reality of seeing that highchair sitting there in the kitchen really overwhelmed me, and I immediately said a little prayer of thanksgiving.
Then, fastforward a couple of hours, and I'm standing in the kitchen unloading the dishwasher. I pulled the baby spoon out of the dishwasher, instictively opened the silverware drawer, and realized again....
Wow! We really have a baby!
(and no slot in the silverware tray for his spoons!)
It's funny how little things like a high chair and a baby spoon can prompt our thinking...
I'm often guilty of just going through the motions of my day-to-day tasks, but I was reminded that day to be thankful in everything. I'm thankful for Isaac - the promised child - and his baby spoons that still haven't found a home in our drawers, for Christian - without whom who knows where I'd be, and for Jacob - husband-extraordinaire whom I'll never come close to deserving.
God is so good!
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