Snaggletooth

Yes, this is the name by which the Everts family calls their sweet Ava. However, yesterday on the solemnity of Christ the King, Colette entered the realm of the snaggletooths. She has a tooth! I noticed about a week and a half ago that she had a pointy little dagger of a tooth in the back of her mouth. I could feel the point, but was unable to see it, leaving me with little proof that my daughter was one in a million by having a molar be her first tooth! However, now there is proof of a tooth, just not in that spot. Yesterday at mass I put my finger in her tiny mouth and felt a poke! Right there in the front on the bottom left is a tooth! It is barely there, but it is there! Visible like the white cap on a wave. I can't believe our little girl is getting so big. In two weeks she will be half a year old! It never ceases to amaze me when I consider the depth, breadth, length, involvement and intricasies of the universe and all it contains, that something as seemingly insignificant as a tooth can mean so much, but it does.

Baby Bish #2

Yesterday was my 23rd birthday. As my brother Micah stated while on our birthday phone call yesterday: "Welcome to the streak of non-discript birthday." I agreed with this. I am married, have a child, honestly are birthdays all that important? I realized this morning that yes, they are. While they may not seem important as you pass from one measly twenty-something to another, they are important when they begin. Nine months before that birthday takes places there is obsessive speculation on when it will be...one's due date, late, early, and every day counts! While it seems that just yesterday I was doing such a thing in regards to Colette's day of birth, I find myself doing it once again. Yes, here on the day after my birthday, it has been revealed to me that there is a little life growing inside of me. Am I surprised? That would be putting it mildly. But to say I'm overwhelmed with joy- that barely scratches the surface. It is incredible to realize that I will probably only ever be pregnant a few times in my entire life, and yet the Lord has given me the precious gift of having two of my pregnancies so close together. Am I afraid? When I focus too much on myself and my own weakness I am, yes. I am afraid that I don't have enough love for both of you. I am afraid I do not have enough patience. But when I focus on the God who gave my children breath, I do not fear. He will multiply my love. He will increase my patience. I need only trust. For the past few months Adam has said: "I'm ready for another baby, I'm just not ready to have you pregnant again!" Well, God willing this will be a smooth pregnancy. I pray that I will cherish every moment of having you inside of me. As soon as you leave me and enter the world, I can never have you so close again. I love you so dearly. Know that you are so wanted. Know that you are so loved. WE NEED YOU. YOU. You complete our little family. Thank you for existing. Love, Mom