20 weeks...a mother's joy...
How can it be that 20 weeks have gone by so fast? It is hard to believe that my little man is so big. I can only begin to tell you what a joy he is in my life. I wake up each morning and thank God that I have him and I close my eyes each night knowing that the next day will hold even more joy. Reagan is mild mannered, patient and calm...I don't know who he got that from...probably his Grandma Malone. He is sweet and snuggly. He lets me love on him as much as I want...constantly. I could not ask for more. He loves to sit in my lap or lay on the floor beside me and just talk or read books. He listens to music and dances around the living room with me...I'm sure these days are numbered. He even hums along to the best of Celine Dion. It is amzing how much he enjoys the songs I sang when he was just a little peanut in my belly. We take walks outside and listen to the birds and all the dogs barking in the neighborhood. We watch the trees move and dream of summer days when I can be at home with him again. We make promises too. I tell him about all the things we are going to do as a family and how much I miss him when we are apart. Reagan is my Little Trooper, my Pedie Pablo, One Eyed Pirate, Sugar Booger, Giggle Box...his nicknames go on and on, but most of all he is this mother's JOY, my heart, all my ambition and all my love.



















Reagan...this mama's joy