Happy 100 Days!

Little Britches turned 100 days old today. As my husband said, "You could have been jailed for 90 days, and gotten out by now." Not that I have every remotely done anything jail worthy, but it makes you realize how much 100 days can change your life. One hundred days ago I was a wife. Today I am a wife and a mom. One hundred days ago my belly was huge and tight. Today it is only slightly big and slightly flabby. One hundred days ago I lived with my husband. Today I live with my husband/Little Britches dad. One hundred days ago I got in the car at any whim and went anywhere I pleased. Today I plan trips around nap times and feedings. One hundred days ago I had a head full of thick hair. Today I am loosing it by the buckets, both because of changes in my body and because Little Britches has a tendency to grab on. Though my life has changed there are a few things that remain the same. One hundred days ago I was thankful God had given us new life. Today I am even more thankful. One hundred days ago I was completely in love with my husband for who he was and who he was going to become. Today I am even more in love with him. One hundred days ago I knew I couldn't bee the mom Little Britches needed me to be without complete dependence on God. Today I know that more than ever. One hundred days ago I was the first night I woke up to feed a baby in the darkness of night. Today I still wake up. Who knows what the next hundred days will bring, except hopefully a full night's sleep, but whatever it is I know I will love it because I love the life God has given me. My cup runnith over!