As promised: the video of Joshua crawling.
You know that Brittney Spears song, "Lucky"? Well, the lyrics don't really apply, but I feel like there should be a song to express how I feel. Perhaps it is more a hymn that a song, something about the "debt of gratitude is mine." I sit here today, thinking about my little boy and his half birthday today and that got me thinking...so this is my thought process:
I cannot believe my little boy is so old. But at the same time, only six months? That is 1/44 of my life. I feel like he has been with me so much longer than that. Josh is so precious and so cute. How did I get so lucky? An incredibly handsome, wonderful, perfect husband, a great kid that makes me smile whenever I look at him, a great apartment with a dishwasher, a job with a family that is totally amazing and so nice to me, and great friends and a wonderful family and a sister who comes and visits me practically everday and got me a Ciao Bella shirt. What more could I ask for? And with all of that, I have a Father in Heaven who watches out for me everyday, listens to my every prayer even when most of the time I fall asleep or forget I'm praying, and He loves me and keeps blessing me. It is even harder than the impossible debt I have to my mom, there is no way I could ever repay the Lord for all He has done. It is so humbling and so wonderful. How can one not believe in God with so much goodness?