Turned around last night and she was over there acting like a full blown child. It seems like she'll start driving and dating and moving on to college tomorrow if we blink for too long. • She wants NOTHING more than to make people proud of her. Maybe that is being born at 2 pounds 10 ounces, maybe it's being told she was so tiny that delays are imminent, maybe it's that He made her heart and mine of the same sassy things. Either way, we love every ounce of her fierce little soul. #makingteamthomas
It's not every day your baby girl is serenaded by an entire wedding. But then again, it's not every wedding the bridal party enters on a Big Green Tractor. Your day was magical @ldburgie, absolutely magical. #makingteamthomas #gettingmitched
Our early childhood interventionist (say what?!?) suggested puffs to improve Joy's pinchers. One of the Thomas household members is THRILLED about this change. • Foster care gets a tough wrap. It's hard work -emotionally, physically, mentally. BUT, it's full of blessed resources. Like an early childhood interventionist who will spend an hour a week playing with Joy and I then giving us homework. The challenge is much appreciated and will be a fun way for us girls to bond (Hazel included). #makingteamthomas
Why have one main man when you can have three? Sweet Joy's got the first ever Man Crush Monday going on in our feed because the smile on her face says it all. These men make her OH-SO-HAPPY.
Words don't fit the kind of magic she brings to life. #makingteamthomas
You wrote this day. This very day belongs to You. • I say this to myself, an affirmation of my lack of control and of His sovereignty, daily. But I say it dozens of times on days when I'm worried about another swift change that could tear Joy from us. (No nothing has happened but I'm really good at imaging the worst, transparency here -not reality 🙌🏼) Minds can change, circumstance can morph, and the reality of potential loss is not one I can ignore. • But those fears and potential changes can't change the truth: this day is His. Just as December 7, 2016 was. Just as January 21st, 2017 was. Just as March 22, 1989 was. And so, I repeat, You wrote this day. This very day belongs to You. And to you belongs tomorrow too. • Thank God I'm not in charge. Things would be a real rushed mess if I was. #makingteamthomas
Float like an otter on top of the water making this girl looks like a preteen. Can time PUH-LEASE slow down? #makingteamthomas
We met on a soccer field. And now we spend hours together passing around the baby, drinking coffee, and finishing all the conversations we didn't get to the last time we were together. • A decades long friend who brings baby the important things -a soccer ball- and Mama the essentials to survive teething -a bottle of champagne- is counted among my greatest blessings. Cannot wait til the day we're cheering for her from the sidelines @kcizzzzle!
Coffee dates look REEEEEALLY different these days. They're usually on the kitchen floor that's questionably clean. They're spent making bizarre noises (BABABABA, BUBUBUB, etc) instead of riveting conversation. They're short as one of us has the attention span of a seven month old. But goodness, I'll sit here all of my livelong days so long as it means she smiles at me like I'm the greatest thing He has ever made. #makingteamthomas
There are flashes in the mirror that make my soul scream remember this! Tonight with her growing self -so much larger than the first time I took a picture in this mirror with her- and her two breaking through bottom teeth, I couldn't help myself. • The dance parties and sing alongs and piles of board books are great, but these moments where I'm her greatest comfort just cannot be beat. (Plus she'll get too big to ride around on me and so soak, soak, soak.) #makingteamthomas
I'm weepy today. Maybe it was the doctor who said Joy is soooooo incredibly healthy and so well adjusted. Maybe it's because God made adoption and I just can't believe we get to share in that part of His love. Maybe it's the card from my mama that said thank you for choosing this path and letting her come into our lives. Maybe it's all the things plus PMS. • But I'm so joyfully weepy and I almost cried in Starbucks and then in the Target parking lot because people LOOOOOOVE her and it's so undeserved to have a soul so deeply beloved and so wildly admired by friends and strangers alike. • I'm madly in love with her. And it makes me weep for the bitter that makes her presence in our lives so incredibly sweet. Our hearts will forever be broken by the loss of her Grandpa Peter and then healed by the presence of her precious self. Good Lord. #makingteamthomas
STOP IT. You two are too cute. Your dad better not come home and stand in this frame looking adorable or my heart will explode 💥 from sheer gratitude-adoration-obsession-undeservedness at the sight of my -MY (I wish I could write that in bubble letters and then underline it a million times because I can hardly believe this is real life) - family. #makingteamthomas
Sometimes your family is weird. And sometimes you brag because your grandpa collects very large tortoises. #makingteamthomas
My favorite thing about him is the way he loves her. And in turn, me. #makingteamthomas
Six months ago we jumped on the whole parenting band wagon. No one could have warned me about the worry, the joy, and the outright obsession that would develop. • Honestly, six months ago I though we'd never sleep again, I'd never feel any shade of normal, and that running was going to be a blessed pastime. Today, I woke up after eight hours of sleep, fed our sweet girl, and ran further than I have since we brought her home. Bless. Life does get easier (and is immeasurably better) with a baby. • Family beach day as a trio is JUST what that tired to the bones, new mom and dad would have ordered on January 21st. #makingteamthomas
Hallelujah summer time evenings (that are gorgeously breezy and warm, but not-burn-my-flesh-off torture).