So this little bundle of joy appeared into my life yesterday at 9:30 PM! Micah James has made inroads to our hearts and we'll never be the same for it. Thank goodness, cause I was starting to wonder if the pregnancy (and labor) would ever end.
As I look at the little guy I come to realize something: throughout my life I've fought to not be changed by the things that happen or to be overly bitter. But, for the second time in my life, I've realized something: I want this to change me. I want to not be the same because of having him in my life. I want to be different. And this little dude's definitely in on it.
God is good.