It hasn't been that long, but life is so completely different now. We knew things would change and we welcomed the changes but I don't think we realized just how stale and boring our lives had become. Shyloh has brought new life into our lives and suddenly everything is new again.
His smiles come so easily now. He has been teething for a week or two but even in the midst of his discomfort you can coax a grin from him with silly face or a funny noise. In the mornings and after his naps he wakes up happy and no matter how tired or stressed I may feel the sound of his little voice easily lightens my mood and lifts my spirit.
When I used to work with my Dad in Three Hills, we'd put a jug of water in the deep freeze overnight and by morning it would be solid ice. As the ice melted throughout the day we would stop for short breaks and drink the water. It was icy cold. Thirst quenching. Refreshing. Stopping periodically for a drink helped renew our strength so that we could finish the day. I can't imagine life without water but more amazing to me is that I can't imagine life without Shyloh.
Is there a prayer that leaves your lips more frequently than any other? For me there is. Over and over each day I find myself thanking God for Shyloh. It's usually a short "Thank you God for my son." Those simple words do not begin to convey the depth of my gratitude but I take comfort knowing that God listens to more than my words, He listens to my heart.