Their first time to India...

My (MP's) parents left yesterday. It was their first time to India. I think it's always interesting to hear others' perspectives about your new country through their, at times, unfiltered lens :) They kept pointing out the copious amounts of trash and cows. And they took pictures of EVERYthing! The things we've gotten used to as "normal" were shocking to them. Through all the new experiences, we had a really great time and were able to make some wonderful memories. Maybe Baby #2 will bring them back to India in the not-so-distant future!

That pretty much sums up their arrival. Everyone was excited!

Welcome BeBe and Granddaddy!

At the park. Thankfully, nothing broke on us :)

First meal in India

My mom and I at a local park overlooking our city

My dad and I making dinner (we were frying chicken burgers, in case you were wondering!)

2 Months Old

You know, in a few days, the baby we lost would have been 2 months old. You would think by now I'd "be over" our baby's passing. Though Father has graciously allowed me to grieve (and even grieve well) there have been moments when the sadness overwhelmingly hits. A new child moves in my belly,  and I am so thankful---overjoyed, even. Still, our second baby is hard to forget. Not that I want to.       G o d provided so much comfort and growth during that season that I'm still amazed. He showed Himself as the G o d of all comfort (2 Corinthians 1:3). I don't remember a time when I'd felt so much intimacy with Him as during that season of suffering. As I've progressed on this journey, I'm learning the lyrics from LauraStory's song are true. Sometimes His healing does come through tears. Sometimes the trials of life truly are His blessings in disguise.

Blessings