Happy Birthday Abigail!
4 years and 60 minutes ago we began the rough introduction to parenthood with the arrival of Abigail Grace McDonald. I remember thinking that first day, “what have we gotten ourselves into?!?”. The following 6 weeks were filled with rigorous stamina and patience tolerance tests. I’m not certain but I believe if there was a reasonable way out of our new found mess I would have taken it. The nice thing about that situation is, you have no choice but to power through your exhaustion, deal with your fears. That sort of experience makes it easier to step up to the plate when other seemingly (and now laughable) difficult tasks are put in front of you.
These days I look back fondly on those first few weeks, forgetting about the twice-daily, hour-long scream festivals and remembering the quiet times when she would sleep on my chest and occasionally look up at me with pure trust, warming my heart. As she hits the 4 year old mark I’m reminded just how fast time passes and how important it is to cherish every second because they will be gone in just a moment. Whoops! There goes another one… gotta go!
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