My baby boy was born on April 3, 2011. Eli Edwin Whitney came into our home weighing 8lb 14 oz and measuring 21 inches. A boy. I have three girls whom I love deeply. I never thought I would have a son and I never thought having son would bring on a new world of life and joy, but it has.
In some strange way I feel validated. A man to call mine, odd. In some way I feel completed, honored, stronger, and better. I feel unexpectedly different, drawn to this little boy who carries my image, bears my name, and can pee standing up. My wife and I were not trying for a boy, in fact we have always been extremely happy with each gift. But the arrival of Eli has not only impacted us but also the girls. I think they were ready for the boy. They care for him, snuggle with him, kiss him, smother him, and are proud to be big sisters.
At 36 I am a Father again, for some that is old, but I am glad it is later in my parenting life. I think I have much more wisdom, patience, and love than I did 11 years ago. I can be assured that those mistakes I made along with way will not be repeated. Its like another shot, starting over.
I love starting over. I love new beginnings. It's like I get to wipe out my failures and just start off with a fresh clean slate. Second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth chances relieve my soul and make me smile. Life is full of do overs. Each day is a do over.
God gives me do overs. He is full of second and third chances. Thank you Lord for Your continued encouragement and help.
Blessed be Adonai.
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