My Boy

Thirty seven weeks, three days, and 16 hours to be exact. The moment I became a mother to a son. Named for our families, Cooper Martin Garrett is the apple of his mama's eye.

Having a boy is all new to me. Dresses, bows, pink, and pretty. That was the standard around here. Now, we get to explore the wild domain of boyhood. Thankfully Cooper is blessed with the mild temperament of his Daddy. There has to be a momentous act of misfortune to rouse the eldest Mr. Garrett. Thank the good Lord for knowing that I needed a mild tempered man!

Last Monday marked 31 years for this mama, and I have to say that my heart is full. Never would I have imagined such a life, and everyday I find myself trying to grasp an understanding to why I have been given so much. All I can say is thank you God for not giving up this girl.