This summer our church did a fundraiser. To help with it my mother-in-law organized a church wide garage sale. During the garage sale we met a family who had a baby boy named Conner, who was Elizabeth's age. Infact they shared a birthday. He had a liver disease and needed a liver transplant. The family put out a jar for donations. We invited them to church and they came several times. Conner got his liver transplant but it didn't work and Jesus called him home. Today we attended his memorial service. You just don't realize how grateful you should be as a mommy. The dirty diapers, toys on the floor, sleepless nights...they just aren't that big of a deal because each morning I still get to hear my baby's sweet little voice cooing and calling for mama. And when I round the corner into her room there she stands with that little smile. Cherish each moment!
I was just playing around here. Elizabeth wasn't really in the mood though.
Hope you all have a fabulous weekend!
Blessings!
2 comments:
ok...you made the fat pregnant lady cry...I hope you are happy! =-)
~Kristina
Those pictures are SO cute. I will do things like look at her and try to not be bias at all and thinkg "is she really that cute" and I ALWAYS conclude that SHE IS!
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