Graduation

Bode took his very last bottle last night. It hit me as I was measuring out the formula and mixing the bottle that this is it. The last bottle of his sweet little life. The last bottle of our lives as parents. Don't get me wrong, I am more than a little excited about the realization that I will never have to purchase a $30 can of formula again. No one is crying about that. However, I almost cried about everything. About my blessings, my wonderful life, the overwhelming love I feel as a mother, the deeper and more profound love I feel as a wife, and the deeper, albeit still inadequate, love and amazement I feel for a God that willingly gave up his precious little boy for me and mine.