Two's a treat!

Two weeks.
Two years.
Two.

Yes my baby is turning two - what a grand day! He is growing up so fast it may as well be his third! I certainly don't wish another year past this quick though. I am planning on giving sewing a whirl and making bunting instead of streamers for Asher's birthday... I have on good authority that I am able to do this easily. (Plus, if said authority is wrong - said authority may have to sew instead)

Two is a lovely number, I know that people dread this coming of age as the lurking sound of "terrible two's" is murmered amongst other parents. I, on the other hand, say over Asher that he is not terrible - he is two! He is cheeky and sometimes defiant but aren't we all? He is sweet, and well mannered (most of the time) and loving and caring!

I probably sound, to most, like a pregnant woman who has disillusions of what its like to be a first time mum. But, I am also a firm believer in praying for the best in our children and seeing the best in them (even if it is difficult some days).

The more I watch Asher, the more I see Brad or myself and our personalities fused with a new personality in Asher. It is quite extraordinary! I love it!

So, watch this space - on the 14th of June I will celebrate the life that God has entrusted me to be the mother of whilst on this earth, whilst marvelling at the blessing that he is to both myself and Brad!