Heir apparent...

My prolific writing style has been replaced by a baby. I sometimes sit and think about all of the things I really want to write about and outside of My World With Jackson there is plenty I could write about. Appearances, or the lack of, can be deceiving. I am actually quite busy with things other than Baby. Primarily those other things consist of Work and Home and Husband and truly that feels like enough. A couple of girlfriends have found lunch time is a good time to get caught up and I am so grateful to have a job where I can break away once a week to enjoy some catch-up time. I do miss the days when this blog served my more introspective side...and I am pretty sure that side of me is still around here somewhere. Deep, I know.

It's a rainy (yes rain - no snow!) Saturday morning and Robert Plant and Alison Krauss are serenading me, my lean pocket and coffee - an acquired taste, I'm sure. It's 9:42 am and Jackson is taking his mid-morning nap, Robbie's getting ready for the day and I am savoring these quiet, reflective moments.

I was thinking yesterday that I am in a unique place in my life. One not previously experienced. Completely new, challenging, rewarding, heartbreaking and overwhelming all the same. Choosing a family and finding a career has presented me with remarkable opportunities to shine and feel like a complete failure. The dichotomy of my present life scares me a little and excites me a lot. For the first time in a long time I'm convinced I am exactly where I need to be. Should be.

**And exactly 12 hours later...**

Our Danger is slightly more dangerous with today's discovery of two pearly white teeth buds in the middle section of his bottom gum. Within the mundane (Robbie shopping for a new shirt) I discovered growth. A large gummy grin I cherished from my son revealed two teeth tops. Robbie has been anticipating Jackson's first tooth with the philosophy that "babies with one or two teeth are just cute!" Robbie apparently was in dire need of more cuteness than Jackson was currently supplying. We celebrated the arrival of itty bitty teeth with pizza and salad at Spin.

If there is one thing having Jackson has truly taught me it's relishing in the seemingly mundane. Finding beauty in the everyday. Acknowledging each step along the journey.

What a gift those two tiny teeth are.

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