The Joys of Judah-Bear
March 28, 2010
Yes I call him Judah-Bear. If you saw those fat rolls, had him snuggle up to you and slobber on your face, you would too. He is like a little teddy bear. A year ago today, I couldn’t even imagine who might be wiggling around inside of my belly. I didn’t even know if Judah was a boy or a girl. He was just “the baby.” The baby that caused some yucky morning sickness, a asthmatic episode I still haven’t completely recovered from emotionally, and a 38 hour labor that rocked my world. He kicked so violently while I was pregnant, I remember asking Jeremiah what he thought he would be like once he broke out and Jeremiah said, “Extremely thankful to be out!” But I knew that when I held him in my arms, it would all be so worth it. And he most definitely did not disappoint.
For all of the trials of that pregnancy, I have experienced so much joy in the baby that is Judah. I swear he was born with a smile on his face. And while I found myself simply surviving the first six months Breckin and Arwyn’s life, I have really been able to sit back and enjoy Judah. Part of it is maturity I am sure. Part of it is also that it is really difficult not to enjoy the most happy, laid-back baby ever born. He has always nursed like a champ, laughed hysterically when tickled, slept well (as long as he is sleeping next to me of course), and played well. And there is nothing better than waking up in the morning to the feeling of a little baby hand touching your face and a little baby smiling right at you. Each milestone for me is a bit bittersweet. He is my last baby. He is my sweet boy. And I would love to freeze time so he can stay this way forever.
My dream for Judah would be that he grows to feel included with Breckin and Arwyn. I hope he learns to hold his own as the baby of the three. I hope that sweet, laid-back personality of his continues as he gets older and that he grows to know the Lord. And I would be lying if I didn’t say that I hope he stays 6 months old forever.
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