Friday, November 14, 2008

Just scrapin'

My mom mentioned to me yesterday that I haven't blogged in a while. Yep-I have been busy! I am working really hard on Timothy's scrapbook. I know that it won't be done for months (I am a bit of a perfectionist) but I'm having a great time looking at all of his pictures. I am doing a digital scrapbook from scratch, wow, it's a lot of work!!


I found this picture and I just love it...look at his arms and legs...aren't they cute?

7 comments:

Jennie Bender said...

Such a sweet picture! I haven't finished my scrapbook yet, it has a few pages to go. I so enjoyed it; it was like touching her again. Timothy is so big compared to Elaine! Such a beautiful boy!

Praying for you!
Jennie

The Finnestad Family said...

I love this picture - I don't remember seeing it before. I recognize your hands though and I imagine what Jennie said rings true to you too. I'm sure you treasure those pictures of you touching your sweet Timothy. Makes me miss him and thank God for him all the more! Thanks for sharing.

The Earnhardt Family said...

It's a beautiful picture Jen. I look forward to seeing them all someday.

The Earnhardt Family said...

HE IS SOOOOO CUTE! I am so excited to see the finished scrapbook one day. You are going to cherish that for always, I just know it's going to turn out simply amazing :-)

The Williams Five said...

That picture is so sweet! He looks adorable. I'm glad to hear that you are working so hard on his scrapbook. There has to be healing in that process.

Anonymous said...

Yes...that is the sweetest picture. He is such a beautiful baby. Thank you for sharing it with us.
Annette

Ebe said...

Timothy is so beautiful. What a perfect and precious child. I just happened upon your blog today through the baby loss directory. I'm so glad I did. Thank you for sharing your struggles and the peace/comfort/rest/hope you have in the Lord. It is so encouraging. My son Owen was born still one year ago. It is so hard to trust that God loves us, but He does, doesn't He? Even when we don't 'feel' it.
love,
ebe