Baby Season

There are seasons in our life. 

Here I am in the midst of baby season once again. It had been 6 years since I had a demanding baby to care for all day.

Here I am holding and rocking and nursing a baby, all while trying to cook and clean and care for a household.

This season makes me slow down.

All of you moms out there know what I mean. 

When you have little babies and toddlers you must put aside some of the projects and some of the goals to an organized house. 

Your priorities turn from a date night out to keeping the laundry from taking over. Your house is messy. Dishes sit in the sink half the day. Furniture stays dusty. Bathrooms are a disaster.

I've been doing this for over 20 years now. There are days and years that are easier than others. Days when I can sew or knit and days when the floors get mopped and picture books get put back on the shelf. Then there are days I can only accomplish a day of fussy baby holding.

Today this new baby turns 3 months old. It has been almost a year since I had a positive pregnancy test.

It has been almost a year when I started praying for this baby. After 2 miscarriages I was certain this one would end tragically too. When I saw those 2 pink lines I prayed he would get here. 

Every. Single. Day.

The morning sickness was almost unbearable, and the fatigue was paralyzing. Hormones and emotions were all over the map. Every single day was a day closer to him being in my arms.

This season in life. It is by far the shortest of seasons and yet the sweetest.

 It's truly a miracle.

Happy Miracle Day!

My Newest Earthling

Wednesday, Oct 19th, this little boy finally made his entrance earth side. 

5 days past my due date, which is a rarity for me.

Ace Buchanan Martin

He weighed in at 10 pounds 5 oz and was 23 inches long.

I knew he would be a good sized baby, but I didn't expect a 10 pounder.

Labor started in the late of night and lasted only 5 hours. It was, for me, a quick labor. The 4 oldest girls were in attendance, seeing what a normal birth is and seeing how much work the midwives do at a home birth.

There has been no shortage of people willing to hold this little guy.

To say he hit the jack pot family is an under statement.

Devin is home and off work for a stretch, so I have been resting, recovering and enjoying this new little earthling.

Who does he look like? It's hard to tell at this stage, but I see a little of Fletcher in him and his eyes are already quite blue.

Already I cannot imagine him not being here in our family. To say we are quite lucky and blessed is an under statement.
We truly love this baby with all our hearts.

Thank you for all of the kind words and prayers on Facebook and through emails.

He is here.

Happy Wednesday Ya'll!