To say that this is the beginning of anything is really a misnomer, the only thing that it is the beginning of is this blog. Nothing else is really changing with this initial post. I am a wife and mother that lives in a tiny town in Iowa. I have lived in several states since getting married 12 years ago. My son is 17 months old today. He is quick with smiles and hugs and completely adorable. He took a long time to conceive and could have died on us several times over before he was born. We are blessed by him. I pray that I will do my best by him, with Gods help. I will need Gods help, definitely. I have issues, as you'll find out before long. Hormonal ones, chemical imbalances, that sometimes interfere with my ability to do the things that I want to do. That isn't an excuse, it is reality. This blog, this airing of my thoughts and prayers, I hope, will be a way to understand how to deal with them in a positive way. Whether anyone besides me reads it is irrelevant.
My prayer for tonight:
Father, I love you. I ask that you give Ben restorative rest tonight. He is so tired, these long days of work, so many in a row, drain him. I know that it thrills him to see little man's bright smiles and hear his giggles when he comes home after a long day. Help him to come home, also, to a wife with a smile and the ability to do the things tasked to me. You are the Creator, the Perfecter, and I ask that you lessen me and increase You, so that there is no question as to who is to be thanked, to whom the glory should be given. Thank you.