Where do I begin?

Well, apparently, I've officially joined the 21st century, because today is the day.  The day that I create my very own blog.  I know, I know, there are millions of people out there who have blogs, and some who are much more amazing writers than I can ever aspire to be, but I've felt this burning in my heart since my little peanut was tiny; to someday tell her story, our story.  And it's almost been 2 years, and I haven't recorded a single bit of it on paper, other than a milestones calendar (which I sometimes forget to even fill in, so I don't know if that really counts!!). 

I want to remember it all:  the glowing, idealistic 2nd pregnancy, the contractions on the eve of Christmas Eve, the excitement, the immense sorrow and pain of the first few months, the fear that nearly crippled me for quite a while, and the beauty and joy that has brought us to the present day.  I feel as though if I don't start recording it now, in all of it's craziness and beauty, that I will somehow forget the intensity.  Everything fades over time.  Our memories become paraphrased versions of the reality that happened.  And I don't want to forget.  Not even those darkest moments.  I don't want to forget.  Because everything that has happened God has used to shape our family and our lives into something more beautiful. He is changing "this something normal into something beautiful."  And in order to truly understand the precious journey He is taking us on, I have to go back to the beginning of the path.  The place where it all seemed dark and scary, without a light to guide me on my first trembling steps as a parent of a child with Down Syndrome. 

So this may not be a blog about cutesy, lovely crafts that I as a supermom am making in all of my spare time (there would be never be any posts, because there is no spare time!).  It may not be a blog in which you will find amazing ideas to keep your house clean and organized and spotless at all times.  But...this will be a blog in which you will read of a journey of a family.  A family who is walking a path quite unexpected.  One that they never would have asked for, but one that God has opened to them as a new way to love.  To love others.  To love each other.  But most of all, the path that God designed for this family to bring glory to Himself.  It is my heart's desire that my authenticity and transparency will lead you further along on your path with God, and that He will be able to reveal more of Himself to you through these simple words on a page.  May the words of my mouth (hands, in this case :)) lead you to Him.

Stay tuned for "The Beginning"...