I’m still reeling from the reality of another child in our family. My son, Micah, is amazing. I’m still in shock. With our first child, Katie, we had nine months to obsess over every little detail of what we would do when she was born. This time around, we were trying to sell our house, trying to force open the door to a new season of life, keeping up with a toddler, and Micah sort of just crept up on me. I was so busy with life and suddenly it was time for him to be born.

I still feel like I’m recovering from the shock of what it means to have two children. But every time I hold him and hear his little sleeping whimper, I know this is the best possible outcome of 2010.

Welcome to the world, Micah. You are my firstborn son. I am amazed.

I’m still reeling from the reality of another child in our family. My son, Micah, is amazing. I’m still in shock. With our first child, Katie, we had nine months to obsess over every little detail of what we would do when she was born. This time around, we were trying to sell our house, trying to force open the door to a new season of life, keeping up with a toddler, and Micah sort of just crept up on me. I was so busy with life and suddenly it was time for him to be born.

I still feel like I’m recovering from the shock of what it means to have two children. But every time I hold him and hear his little sleeping whimper, I know this is the best possible outcome of 2010.

Welcome to the world, Micah. You are my firstborn son. I am amazed.

It’s a great honor to be invited to be a guest blogger on Mommypotamus.com. I mean that. When your own wife thinks enough of you to ask you to contribute, it’s no small thing.

Here’s an excerpt:

“There’s something strategic, prophetic, and pioneering in all this. God has called us on a strange journey. I call it strange for your benefit because, honestly, it’s all become quite normal to me. Not to spoil all the future posts Heather may have planned, but one can only endure so many ground eggshells, kale chips, and fermented “stuff” before pretty much nothing short of a live animal on the plate would be surprising.”

If you’d like to catch the whole blog post in all it’s chocolatey goodness, you can read the full article here.

Today was one of those magical days where my heart swells from the pleasure of spending memorable moments with my family. I am gushing with affection, so I had to share a photo with you of THE ONE. My Beloved.

God has been Oh So Good to me. Thank You, Jesus, for blessing a man like me with a woman like Heather.

While I’d like to take some credit for the character and development of our two year old daughter, I know the lion’s share of the credit goes to my wife, Heather. She spends 10 hours a day with her that I miss out on, and during those hours has shaped our baby girl’s heart with every word, response, touch, and smile. Katie’s development is no accident, and I’m taking a moment to honor the one responsible.

Here’s what I know: