HOPE

What a week!

Evan began going to daycare in Decatur on Tuesday which was much more difficult for me than anyone else. I cried quietly after she and her Daddy left early that morning and found myself looking at the clock every few minutes all day long. I could not wait until they arrived home to ensure she was still the same baby. She was. I do not care for the smell of her hair when she returns, but no one will ever care for her the way we do....so I will just have to deal with it.


Lance and I watched the Democratic National Convention each evening and were really affected by what we saw and most importantly by what we heard. I am so proud that the year our child was born, an African-American man is the presidential candidate for a major political party after narrowly beating a highly qualified woman for the nomination. I hope that these political and social happenings are signs of the direction in which our daughter's society is headed. I do believe things can change and I dearly HOPE they will. We are steadfast Obama supporters and are proud to be a part of such a history-making event.

Evan is now fighting a cold brought on by her first week at daycare with all of those other tiny germ-filled creatures. She is handling it well and Lance and I are hoping to get some sleep soon! She has her two month check-up tomorrow and we are anxious to find out exactly how much our beautifully chubby baby weighs and ask even more questions of our patient pediatrician. No worries, I will post all the details soon!


--Sara