Jack continues to grow and develop. Today the nurse told Breanna his weight: 2 pounds 11 ounces. Happily, we have become used to the daily doctor update being fairly… boring. The only item of concern is the soft spot on his head. Likely not a real issue, but the plan is for another head ultrasound tomorrow to make everyone comfortable.

Today, we rushed down to the hospital after lunch so Breanna could get there in time to hold him. After dropping Breanna off, the older kids and I ran down to the store and bought some “approved” (foil) balloons to celebrate Jack’s first month since his birth.

This month moved quickly. I don’t think I even got a good glimpse of it as it rushed past. Yet, at the same time, it feels like a different year and a far off  place since Breanna first laid down in that hospital bed on the second floor. Many of us, myself especially, released a long held sigh of relief.

The next day filled with anticipation and waiting. Then Jack arrived, and I barely got a glimpse of him as he was rushed past. But he was in good hands. He always was, and he always will be.

I probably still have no idea the vast numbers of people praying for him. Every so often I see a glimpse when a near forgotten friend, or friend of a friend, sends us a note to encourage us. Many have asked how they can help. Many more have helped a LOT already. From vehicle, to clothes, to books and things on the way, the gifts keep coming. Thank you so much! I e-mailed about our mission account today. Last I knew it had numbers surrounded in parentheses. I squinted one eye when I opened the reply. Then I couldn’t believe it. It’s almost back to normal!

Today was a good day. Thanks to so many of you. And thank you God for an amazing first month with Jack, and the anticipation of You carrying him through the months to come.