Nine Months

Today Katy is nine months old.  At nine months, Katy is constantly looking to pull herself into a standing position, she loves for me to help her walk by holding her tiny hands, and she sometimes insists on feeding herself.  I can see the toddler inside her trying to emerge.

One evening this week, Katy was having a hard time falling asleep for the night.  I finally picked her up  and laid her on my chest to rock her.  Eventually, her wiggles gave way to my firm hold and she began making little sounds I hadn't heard in months, little sighs of defeat as she drifted to sleep.  It reminded me of the sleepy noises tiny, newborn Katy made and that Katy is still my little baby.

Katy June and her Dad.

Attorney at Law on Hold

The week before last I left this:

For this:

Self-imposed unemployment.  Stay at home mom.  Attorney at law on hold.  Whatever you call it, hopefully it means no more Saturday nights spent like this:

Work, work, and more work.

I'm pretty sure my new client doesn't understand the significance of the recent change.  Someday, however, Katy will be an adult with a career of her own and in all likelihood, a family of her own as well.  Maybe then Katy will understand what this change means for her, for me, and for our family.

Only a week in and I already love my new job.  Praise God for opening doors, providing options, and guiding life decisions.