My First Baby turns 13

I'm feeling, well not sure how I feel. I love watching him grow up, but so sad that it happened so fast. Tomorrow he turns 13 and leaves the world of "littles" behind.

Of course he will always be my baby. I am reminiscing about his first day in this world, and the 9 months of excitement and anticipation before he arrived.

Becoming parents for the first time was one of the greatest adventures Josh and I have had. I wish I had lots of videos to watch of him growing up, but we only have some that Josh's parents took. I have lots of pictures.

I think that Bradon and I will sit down tonight after all the "youngers" go to bed. We'll have tea and look at all his baby pictures. I'll tell him as many stories as I can remember.

I feel like I'm running out of time. I still have not finished teaching him all that he needs to know and correcting some of those annoying habits, such as bossing the younger children, arguing with Mom.

I am so proud of who he is. He is well mannered (mostly), he loves Jesus and wants to share Him with the world.

I'm excitedly anticipating his future just as we did before he was born. I know he'll be a good man, like his Daddy, but what will his job be? Will he live near or far? Will he marry? Who will she be? I know what I hope for him and pray.

I hope he will be happy and have true love, and be truly loved. I pray he will stay walking close to the Lord and follow His word. To live righteously and lead a holy life. To follow his dreams.

I love him so much, my heart overflows.