Remembering

Today is a significant day to me in Isaac's life. It is two days before his 2-month birthday. It was on this exact day in Peter's life that, after 2 weeks of frustration and confusion, we took him to the pediatrician's office out of desperation. His feeding issues had been steadily getting worse and on that day I could hardly wake him up at all to eat (or do anything else) and I knew something was definitely wrong. I would have never guessed how wrong things were.

That day sent us into a storm of life like we had never known before or since - one from which we are still recovering.

This picture of Peter was taken the week before that awful Dr. appointment. I felt like this was the only way I ever saw him - asleep.

These pictures of Isaac were taken the same week of his life. This is how we see Isaac all the time - awake, alert, smiling, cooing, laughing, happy.

I am so thankful for Isaac's health! Yet, in an odd way, it brings back the grief of what we went through with Peter. It makes me sad for him. He suffered so much.

Peter is special. It is unique to be called by God to endure so much at so young an age. I must constantly remind myself of that eternal perspective.

Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness. And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing. - James 1:2-4