Count your blessings.

We survived.

The first year has come and gone and we moving right along in year 2. Its amazing how quickly the time passed.

A few things I have learned a long the way...

Whether it is in your bed, in your arms, or in a crib... your children are blessed to have a comforting place to lay their heads at night.

Whether it is rice cereal, cereal bars, or green beans... we are lucky they have something to eat.

Whether you rock them to sleep, let them cry, or sleep in their crib with them... they are lucky to have a mother that tries to do it right... whatever right might be to them.

Whether you're a stay-at-home mom (or dad!), work full time, or go to school... they are lucky to have someone that cares about them... only you know how to provide for your children, whether physically, emotionally, or financially.

Be it from Baby Gap, Target, or Goodwill... they are lucky to have clothes to wear.

A trip to Disneyland, the park, or your backyard... we are lucky they have a safe place to play.

Whether they walk by 1, crawl by 2, or talk by 5... they are lucky to have encouraging parents.

It is so easy to lose sight of what is important in life. So as we go forward into the second year... I am going to count my little blessings every day. The simple things that we all take for granted.

Water to drink, a roof over our heads, a healthy baby, a loving husband, a car that starts, cupboards with food, a washer and dryer, my coffee pot, bath time, cut grass, clean air, clean clothes, new shoes, grandparents, my parents, soft diapers, fresh towels, fabric softener... my list could go on for miles.

Things that I all too often take for granted are things that some people, somewhere, only dream of having.

Wyatt can't say I love you yet, but he doesn't have to. His smiles and giggles tell me everything I need to know. I know someday he will look back on his childhood and know that his mom and dad gave him everything we could for him to have the best life possible. So that he could become the person he will someday be. The person that he already is.

So with a little bit of luck and a whole lot of love we did survive year 1.
And on that note: here's to year 2. And whatever little blessings it might bring.