Blogger let me back on! I tried a million ways to trick it into letting me in and then today it just lets me through! I was going to post about the things Ive learned as a mother, but I can't remember the main thing I wanted to write about (isn't that sad?). Here's what's been going on otherwise. Caroline has just been the greatest thing Chris and I have ever been involved with. There is a section in her baby book where Chris and I can each write a letter to her, and I've been waiting to find the perfect thing to say because I want her to understand just how wonderful and perfect she is and how much I love her. But I keep thinking, "No! That's just not good enough," and the page remains empty. When she's a teenager and thinks that we don't love her, I want her to know what a ridiculous idea that is. Impossible. Those of you with kids understand, and now I see how my parents must have felt about me (because I was wonderful and perfect, too, right?). Chris and I are both home with her until I go back to the OWB for a month and we constantly exchange "She is the most enter complementary description here in the world" all day long. I don't know how I'm going to make it back at work... and finishing school in the fall... and teaching after that. She needs her mama! Anyway, she's two months old today and time is just-a-flyin' by. We go for her checkup tomorrow. Oh, and we are having a baby dedication at church in which Caroline will be the most beautiful girl on the 17th. Chris and I are promising to do all we can to bring her up in a godly way. I realized yesterday at Toys-R-Us, looking at a very provocative, fishnet stocking wearing, bling-bling advertising "my scene" doll, that our promise won't be an easy one for her generation, but it's one that we most definately want to keep.
For those few of you who still wonder how Caroline's parents are doing, we are great. Chris will not be working at Delhi Charter School next year. He was sad to go, but he is excited about finding a job closer to home, and his little girl. The prospects are looking good, so we are not worried. I am just hanging out at home these days, wondering if my pre-pregnancy clothes will ever fit again, and not doing enough about it to complain. If anybody has one of those ab rollers, or rockers, or whatever it's called, and you don't want it anymore-help me out! Okay, enough for tonight. Thanks for checking our blog, here's your reward:
It's a magic bib-it expresses her thoughts.
Her Papaw Burgess.
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