My favorite weekends are the weekends where we have nothing planned. Just me and my boys.
Ezra LOVES the days he can spend with his daddy, and it is OBVIOUS. I mean, it's like "mom, who?"
Marshall LOVES being a father and I can't tell you how blessed I am to have him in my life. I thank God every day for the life that I lead along side this amazing man.
I am so happy to be married to him.
He has worked and prepared his whole life to have a family.
Just the other day, I sat on our little love seat and watched Marshall holding Ezra, staring at Ezra with a dreamy grin smeared across his face he says "I can't believe you are my son! I have a son, Babe! I have a little boy!" Lifting Ezra into the air and smushing his cheek into Ezras.
It was so sweet.
This exact same thought runs through my mind daily, still in disbelief that I am a mother.And that I have a son. A living, breathing, creation. I am sure someday it will hit me.