We bought a new car.
Azariah is getting ever bigger and ever louder.
He continues to show us more and more of his little personality.
I have been blessed in my attempts to over come struggles I have had with anxiety. It has made me reflect how difficult it is to be a parent, a spouse, and all those other roles we have to play. There are so many hats to wear in the world we live its no wonder people get overwhelmed. We're expected to be husbands/wives, mothers/fathers, friends, lovers, confidants, aunts/uncles and to be good at all of them. Gone are the days when you could simply live and children could just naturally blend into things. Doesn't work like that any more. A lot more details to worry about and with everyone around you telling you the world is going to implode if you dont do *fill in well advised activity here.* Its just tough to wrap your mind around. I am grateful for parents that, despite these stresses, loved me and my siblings with their whole heart (which is the most you can ask from a parent).
I am grateful my son likes me.
I can make him laugh and in turn he gives me a deep sense of joy. I took him on our first father-son adventure. We went and bought a lawn mower, he didnt have much to say. He behaved like a champ the whole time.
Doris was very thoughtful. My Dad's birthday was in March so we brought Azariah there and we remembered (this was Doris' suggestion).
We continue to become more of a family and I am continually surprised at how much I enjoy it and how rewarding it is to be with a wonderful person like Doris who makes me laugh and to see her likeness and my own in a lovely boy who brings me joy.
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