Life + Patience + Laughs = 90%

This post is going to be a sweet reflection for me, so we shall be departing from the usual shenanigans of this blog for this week.  I promise:  More shenanigans coming soon.

There was a day, when I was about 7 months pregnant, that I had one of those irrational break-downs, where your brains melt into a puddle and you lose touch with anything resembling reality.  I called Austin at work just bawling. 
A:  Hi Sweetheart
N:  I'm having a bad day (much sobbing)
A:  What's wrong?
N:  I'm just really scared. 
A:  What are you scared about today?  Delivery, or bringing the baby home?  (Obviously we'd had this conversation before)
N:  All of it!  I can't do this, I can't be pregnant, I can't have a baby, I don't know how to raise a child!!
A:  Well....I think its a little late for that now...but honey you are going to be amazing.  We will just take it one day at a time.  You don't have to think about it all at once.  I will help you, I promise that I will be there to help you and it will all be wonderful
N:  (Sniffling)...ok.

FAST FORWARD

Calvin sometimes wakes up after we put him to bed.  He just needs one of us to put his pacifier back in his mouth and he will fall right back to sleep.  Austin and I were brushing our teeth, and we heard him waking up.  Austin went up to settle him back down.  As I walked up the stairs I heard Austin laughing out loud in the nursery.  I walked in to see my sweet baby BEAMING from ear to ear at his daddy.  Every time Austin tried to put the pacifier in Calvin would break into a huge smile, causing Austin to laugh out loud every time.  As I watched them play their little game I thought back to that hysterical phone call and said a quick prayer of thanks.  How amazing it is that Heavenly Father allows us to face things that may scare us in order to bless us with joy beyond anything we have ever felt.

Calvin had his two month appointment at the beginning of this month.  The doctor informed me that he is in the 90% for his weight and height.  I was so pleased!!  We will take that 90% as long as we can get it because lets face it:  Have you seen us?  With my height and Austin's physique our children will be lucky to hit average.  So to encourage Cal in the right direction Austin and I have been referring to him as our "90th percentile child".  Positive energy goes a long way, I'm sure of it.