I've been reflecting a lot this month (and really for a while now) about memories, seasons of life, and how everything seems to be measured in time. March is always one of my favorite times of the year. It's also one of my favorite times of reflecting back on favorite memories and looking forward in hope to new things. Seven years ago, Casey and I started dating in March. I absolutely love thinking back to that spring when everything was new, fun, butterflies in the stomach kind of love. A year later, six years ago, we were married on the first day of spring, such an exciting time of new beginnings.
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| Our first picture together 3-29-09 (we were watching UNC!) |
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| 3-20-2010 |
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| One of our special spots in the library at Southeastern |
It is such a joy to me to think back to these times, but then to also know and see that our love has grown deeper, even in the mundane, everyday things now. For our first three anniversaries, we traveled. I had initially hoped that would become a tradition for us each year, but when we moved to Louisville, a few things, namely school and work schedules, have kept us from going on anniversary trips. This year Casey had to work all weekend in the evenings, but he still went out of his way to make me feel special. I appreciate him so much and I don't deserve how loving and patient he is with me. Now that we have our son, it is even more special to look back and see how far we've come. Our family has grown and we've been entrusted with new life and new beginnings all over again.
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| 3-20-2016 Our first anniversary with Atticus! |
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| 3 months old! |
Our sweet son was three months old on Wednesday. I can hardly believe it. He is growing so fast. I know I say that with every post, but seriously, he grows overnight. Part of me likes to say that I wish he would stay little forever while another part of me is excited at the prospect of seeing him grow and change and hopefully become a man that loves Jesus. The major things we've noticed about him recently are that he loves his changing table. He makes his best faces there--smiling, pouting, wide eyes. This boy has a major pouty lip. He makes it all.the.time. It's hilarious. He does it more than smiling right now. He also lays in his crib awake for a long time in the mornings before we get him up--just looking around and sometimes wiggling if he managed to Houdini his way out of his swaddle. He has also discovered his hands and tries to stick his whole hand in his mouth while simultaneously being annoyed that he can't manage to do it.
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| The pouty lip (My friend took this photo while she babysat) |
Atticus also loves to watch March Madness with mommy. He's going to be a Tarheel fan, I just know it.
Yesterday was Easter Sunday and I have to admit, I struggled all week and weekend with Easter "slipping up on me" this year. I just didn't feel like I prepared my heart enough and felt guilty every time I forgot that there was reason to celebrate and rejoice. I know in my head that we celebrate the crucifixion and resurrection every day as we remember the Gospel and apply it to our lives, but to me there is something special about setting aside a day and time where everyone focuses their minds and hearts on celebrating that Jesus is alive and that he saved us from our sins. I think I also feel like time has just been passing me by, having not celebrated Thanksgiving, Christmas, and other important days like I would have wanted to, but I also am reminded once again that this is a new season where things sometimes feel chaotic and like I can't keep up, and other times I just get to sit and snuggle my son and all is right with the world. I am thankful for a Savior who took all my sinful, selfish ways upon Himself with the shedding of his blood and who gives me the promise of eternal life each new day because of His resurrection.
"Man of Sorrows, what a name
for the Son of God who came
Ruined sinners to reclaim
Hallelujah! What a Savior!"
