Here's my end of the year favorite pictures post, a picture for each month.
And she's making little girl noises. It's cute. I make her stay in bed for an hour, and she gets a little restless but is usually fine. I like hearing those little noises. It reminds me again that my dreams have come true.
Today is not, and I'm actually going to attempt to post pictures from Saturday when we had our own family festivities.
It's snowing again.
It's Lydia's 18th birthday! That's a little weird to me. I found a collection of Lydia pictures. I know it's a little weird that there's so many, but there were a lot I really liked.
One thing that Jacob and I really like about this blog is that it is like an open journal or history of the my life. So far it's been about 7 1/2 years! I started this blog as an 18 year-old high schooler living in my brothers' old bedroom in the woods of NC. Since then I have graduated high school, spent two summers as a camp counselor, gone to college, had several random jobs (including pool cleaner), dated, gotten married, become a mom, lived in 3 different states, and made dozens of friends. It's fun to look back on old posts from years ago and see what was going on in my life at different times.
It's been a ride, and I'm thankful for all the life God has given me. I can see how He has been working in me and growing me in Him. He has always provided and blessed beyond measure.
Some people change their blog or get an entirely new one as they change and grow older. There are certainly ways in which I have changed over the years, and there are ways in which I think differently. However, I plan to keep this blog and continue to add to it as long as I am able because I like it. Even the stupid posts are still me. I've changed, but I'm still me.
So, hope you're still enjoying this, and feel free to look back in the archives for some awkward photos of teenage Elisabeth.
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I am often looking forward to the next stage in life. I sometimes struggle with being content with what I have now. The other day Jacob reminded me that I am in the stage I always dreamed of for so many years: I'm finally both a wife and a mother. He's right, instead of looking forward to going overseas or whatever it is I'm waiting for, I should be so thankful for all God has blessed me with now.
I am so thankful. Sitting here on the couch with my fetita eating a book by my side and my husband sleeping in the other room and looking over the past year how God has provided all we need, I am very content and happy with my life.
Even though I didn't post about Micah on the 17th this year, I didn't forget. I thought a lot about him on both the 16th and the 17th. I miss him a lot. I think about how I could have enjoyed him and appreciated him more while he was still alive. I also wonder a lot about what he would be like now if he hadn't died. Sometimes he feels like a fading memory, a memory I never want to lose. He was something special.
Lately, Taliya seems to be going through a baby growth spurt. She seems to be growing up. Even a couple times she has flipped back to her stomach from her back. She tries to crawl, but she does it on her feet, not knees or just drags herself along with her hands. It is so cute and so fun to watch her try new things.
