gratitude/trails/asher-free

I am not quite sure how much time I have to spill some thoughts... You see, any minute now Asher's Chattanooga Grandma, Doddy, will be knocking at the door to retrieve our son for an overnight stay!

This is our first night together without Little Man being a few feet away from one of us.  

I feel giddy, like it's our first date all over again!

While writing this, Doddy came & left with the Boo Bear. I waved & blew kisses until they drove out of view.

My two guys.  One a man & one very much a child.  I am SO in love, so in awe of God's creation, & so overwhelmed that I get to do this life with them in my arms. 

Josh is still at work; & really, I should be packing up our stuff so we can jet as soon as he gets home! We are going camping/backpacking on the Cumberland trail tonight! But... I am sitting & kind of enjoying the solitude of our home.  The baby monitor is humming nothing loudly, & I know there will not be a loud cry at any given moment, begging for my presence.

In three weeks Josh & I are doing an 11 mile trail run that we have been training for.  With such a busy schedule lately we have slacked a little on the consistent running part of training, though. (AKA, there really hasn't been much "training." Just a few 5 milers here, & a long 8-10 miler once a week.  Which, I guess, may actually be the perfect amount.  Maybe I have just missed the consistency is what this really comes down to.) 
So, tomorrow morning, God willing, we will wake up & run as long as we want, without Asher dictating the mileage.

My heart is full of gratitude. (And, I do feel a tad anxious right now in my heart of hearts, as my sweet little boy drove rode away for his first overnighter without Mama or Dadada.  The love I have for him makes me physically ache.  It's beyond description.  It's deep within my bones.  It's every breath I take.)

I am thankful for a lovely woman who has fallen in love with our son, too, enough to call herself his "Grandma" & take him for a night!  Grateful for a dear friend who shared her wealth of gold (Mom's milk) so that Asher can still have his two feedings away from me.  (I don't pump well, therefore I have no extra milk gold in our freezer.)  I am grateful for a husband who is my soulmate, lover, best friend, running partner, encourager, & the hands & feet of Jesus to me.  I am grateful for endless trails to explore & the cold front that will meet us tonight.

I should go pack up.  :]