The First Born

Rowan won’t remember the early days of us becoming a family of 4. But i think Asher will.  Even if only in his heart. And I want him to know he’s so loved & seen & known amidst all these changes. I want him to know that although he’ll always wear the hat of “oldest” and “big brother”, that he can make mistakes, he can fall down, and that he can ask for help. His little brother will learn far more from his fumbles and bumbles than from his successes, i think. 

Tonight we got to go on a mama and Asher date to CFA. He’s such a stellar kid. He’s kind to all. He’s got great hugs. He lives life to the FULL even at almost 3. 😃 He’s also fearful of loud noises and the cow. He is picky beyond belief with food. And he will melt down immediately if i ask him to turn off Blippi. And all of that is OK. 👌🏼
He’s our joy. He’s my first baby. And i’m oh so thankful to be his mama.