A blogger’s challenge.

Dear “Reader,”
If you read the blog, take a moment to leave a comment.
It does encourage the blogger SO.
See, we have these little graphs that tell us how many of you come to the site every day,
How many posts are clicked, visitors are had & even exactly what states/countries you’re in.

But we don’t believe these little graphs, because surely if they were correct, you’d have something to say!
Speak your mind {errr, uhhh, type it!}.
Let us know what you think of what we’ve said.
Even if your only comment is: I hated it.

We’d like your feedback.
And at least we’d know you read it.
And then maybe, just maybe, the next time we’re tempted not to write at all…
Because the baby’s fussy, because the blogger’s tired, because it’s raining, or because it’s sunny, because our elbow itches or because there’s a chicken in the oven…
Maybe in that moment where anything seems a good excuse to avoid writing, we’ll be reminded of you.
I remember that reader who said, “I hated it.”
And today, I hope to write something they’ll hate less.

Or maybe, just maybe, you even like what we share.
All the more reason to tell us so.
– The “Blogger

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A {Shared} Letter to my Love{r}.

Dear John,

I figure it’s been too long since I wrote you a letter.
And as much as I’d like to write you one on the typewriter,
I’m already on the computer, with a ‘new post’ tab open.
So, I figure I’ll just do it now instead of putting it off for later.

I’m so, so proud of you.
I’m so proud of your faithfulness to work a job that you don’t love.
To not just get by & do the minimum there, but to glorify God in the work He’s provided you with.
To succeed at your job in a way that provides for us, for me to get to stay home with our baby girl when she comes.
To excel in your job in a way that gives us bonuses that take care of the unexpected costs that come our way.
I’m so proud of you for focusing on your job but not ever losing sight of your passion.

I’m so proud of what a good listener you’ve become.

{I’m also so humbled by this, because I definitely struggle with that.}

I’m so proud of all the ways you’ve boldly, gently led me.
Especially when it comes to all the ways you’re so passionate about loving our children {starting with this one} the best we can.

I’m so proud of you for being a man that loves me so well, so consistently.
I’m so proud of you for reading about breastfeeding & for watching a documentary about birth.
I’m so proud of you for reading any book containing these words in the title: “for mother & baby.”
I’m so proud of you for gently, lovingly calling me to balance when my heart goes to the extreme.

I’m so proud of you every time you talk to our little girl, every prayer you pray, every song you learn on the guitar & sing to us.

I’m so proud of you for relying on Jesus to grow you into the man that He already sees you as.
I’m so proud of your ever growing heart.

You are the most wonderful gift I’ve ever been given, the best friend I’ve ever had, the most loving man I’ve ever met, and a more wonderful husband than I could have ever imagined.
You make every single day of my life so much more beautiful.

I love you, Bubba.
I can’t wait to see you holding our baby girl.

{I know, you can’t wait to hold her.}