As of 7:42 AM this morning our little Gunder is seven weeks old. It is absolutely unbelievable how fast time passes. I have been an emotional “softie” my entire life, and this mom thing just makes it worse. Monday will be my first day back in the classroom, and the thought of leaving this little guy for the first time breaks my heart. It is a feeling only other moms know about. This little bundle has been with me every day for eleven months! Uff da.
Having a baby has really made me appreciate my mom and all moms more than I ever had in the past. Gunder and I made a trip by ourselves to Sioux Falls last weekend to see some friends, but mostly so I could spend time with my mom. The four and a half hour drive now takes quite a bit longer, because we have to stop for Gunder to eat. I would give just about anything to make the miles between our house and my parents’ disappear.
It is calving season right now, and recently we have had some pretty crummy weather. John has been very busy out at the ranch. Early mornings…late nights… So, unfortunately we don’t get to spend much time together. It will change before too long.
I apologize for the depressing post. When I get sad and down I just remember what John tells me: We wanted this. We prayed and prayed for this little guy, and I am so thankful to God for our sweet baby Gunder. As my days at home with him draw to a close, your prayers are greatly appreciated.
The Displaced City Girl