Turns out the good Lord thought having a Christmas baby is exactly what I needed. As per usual, He was right.
Sweet baby boy entered the world about an hour before Christmas Eve; the grace I received amidst the circumstances of my pregnancy, his birth, and those newborn weeks will forever serve as tangible examples of God’s loving care and provision for our family. And that a baby–regardless of timing–is always a blessing.
Huge reminder that I’m not in control and often don’t know what is best for me: check.
How to celebrate holiday birthdays sans stress and still make the kid feel special? Read on.
I’m only two years into this game, but my appreciation for a good party–and simplicity—has made me a quick study.
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