The Johnston Chronicles

I just recently wrote about Joshua...my baby boy...my 35 year old baby boy!  But as I was sitting here thinking about writing another post of something I was grateful for...I thought about Joshua.

When I was pregnant with Joshua, I KNEW he was a boy...and I named him Joshua long before he was even due to be born.  I knew who he was!  There was no ultrasounds...well, there might have been, but the average healthy pregnancy didn't get them.  I worked for a school district as a secretary ... and everyone would greet me with, "How's Joshua today?"  or just "How's Joshua?"  I would rub my growing mid-section or give him a pat or two and tell them he was just fine!

I had a dream about Joshua...also before he was due.  I don't remember how far along I was...but in my dream, I saw him...it was so vivid.... and then when he was born... he looked JUST like he had in my dream.  I knew...

He started calling me 'Jutze' a long time ago....not sure how that started...but it's a term of endearment.  He still calls me Mom...but Jutze is in there sometimes... I love it...

I love him... I love who he is... I love the family he has given us... I am so thankful, so grateful for him....

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