We blinked 2x and we’ve sailed past the one month mark with our little man.

One incredible month- chopped into 3 hour feeding sessions (that’s about 240 times of snuggles with my buddy 💙) Also atleast that many diaper changes, and a number of outfit changes too. No wonder everything starts to blur together.

Jeffrey has met so many new friends and we’ve just been amazed at the generosity and love poured into us as we celebrate and adjust to this new life. 🥰

We’re finally venturing out of the house a little. Jeffrey got his first truck ride with Dad- a short run to drop the truck at a local grain facility. The Jake Brake didn’t faze him. 💙

Yesterday he got introduced to harvest with Grandfather. Another snooze session. 💙

The biggest shocker recently was when Aunt Em organized a brunch for the family at Grammy’s and Aunt Deb walked around the corner. Nate gave Deb a trip to Virginia to meet Jeffrey for Mother’s Day. In doing that, I feel like he gave me a Mother’s Day gift too- such a fun whirlwind of a weekend. The bummer was when Deb’s layover was in Orlando and her connecting flight got canceled. So she rented a car and drove all night by herself to get here. Definitely some of Father’s trucker gene showing up there 😂💪🏼

Em fired up the pizza oven at the pond to celebrate Deb being around and continues to perfect the art. We’re learning as we go-on a number of fronts. This is a good life.

Julia asked me what my thoughts were on my first Mother’s Day. I laughed and admitted that I don’t have the brain space to even think extra thoughts. (Waking up every 3 hours is taking its toll)

But IF I could think anything extra- it would be this:

For years, I’ve kept a bucket list of random travel experiences. I’ve been blessed to check off many of them. But “stand out under the Northern Lights and watch them dance across the sky” remained untouched. When I was gifted this journey of motherhood- I knew that my adventure loving heart was going to need to change courses. I recognized that the travel bucket list needed to be permanently replaced with other goals. I’m so thankful for this tremendous blessing. I still have a bit of trouble believing that this is my life now. 🥹 But my midlife crisis lifestyle change has been…significant…

20 days after Jeffrey arrived, I’d just tucked him in for the night, and was preparing to catch a few minutes of blessed sleep myself, when Ben came hurrying in from his final round at the chicken houses. “KENDRA! Come out here!”

The last time he’d summoned me outside had been to hear whippoorwills, so I went outside expecting to listen. But instead, the sky above us danced with purple, pink and green. The beams shot across the sky, and faded and then came again. God brought the Northern Lights to Virginia!

Impulsively, I got Jeffrey back out of bed and we drove out to an open field where we met Em who was roaming too- drinking in the beauty and the rareness of the experience. Amazing.

The significance of God bringing my most prominent, unfinished, travel bucket-list wish, to my own little backyard, on my first Mother’s Day weekend- is not lost on me.

I’ve stressed a lot about how the logistics of these newborn days would unfold, but it’s passing by quickly, one wake window and tummy time session at a time. And as if sending angels with meal after meal to our doorstep wasn’t enough- God sent the northern lights as a spectacular reminder. He is Able. We are being carried, provided, and cared for.

And that, my friend, is my post Mother’s Day, sleep-deprived ramble: 10 days late; in true newborn fog fashion. 😂💙

May we all have eyes to see God’s creative generosity meeting the needs of our heart beyond what we can ask or think… All Glory to Him

Kendra