I remember when I found out I was pregnant with each of my children. Those early moments of knowing life was growing…not sure if I would hold the sweet babes in my arms. The days seem to take forever.
Time to prepare, time to grow, time to ……. wait
Each one of my children arrived in a way that they could claim as their own. Already, through their time growing in my womb through the first moments of life, it was so obvious..all three were showing their own identity…the way they were created by the Heavenly Father.
Last week, we went to the water park. It was a fun day. A day filled with laughter, joy, fun…giggles and an opportunity for this Mom to sit back and watch. OH, I was there and when I could zoom down the slide with them, I could….but, I enjoyed watching them running, skipping and sliding togehter.
I knew that these moments…the ones they are making now are so important.
I’m preparing them.
I’m growing them.
I want their bond to grow tighter than blood. I want them to be so woven together in the Father….that when they leave our home, they will continue in their relationships…not because they are related through blood, but because they are bound together in love.
So, while I am always here, laughing, playing and giggling…I do take a few steps back. I watch, listen, encourage and help them grow in love and peace…
The oldest….will turn another year older this week. I can barely look at him without smiling from ear to ear. I remember the first time I held him, as he entered the world too early, yet ready to take it on…to make it his own, to claim it, and to conquer each step that he would take. He wrestles now…like Jacob. Wrestling with the Father, to make Him his God – not just my God or his Daddy’s…but truly his own. He still calls Me Mommy, still wants me to tuck him in….but, he’s growing and he’ll always be my baby boy…..but, he’s turning into a man with shoulders broadening, his own sense of self….yet finding his way being grounded in the Father…..and I smile…..
Right smack dab in the middle of two brothers is a strawberry blond that takes my breath away. She is not too terribly far from her big brother. She’s changing too. That little girl, is changing into an adolescent right in front of my eyes. Her chubby cheeks have thinned and no longer can she run up my legs and sing nursery rhymes. While I miss those days, I am thankful for where we are. I am not missing the moments we are having now. I am in them, growing with her, helping her grow and ready for each and every question, tear and smile she has to offer this mama heart. She calls me her Momom….still asks for back rubs and cuddles in the middle of the night. Her heart, forever woven to mine and I am blessed beyond belief by this child with a photographic memory. She can recall moments from her early child hood that are amazing to me. She remembers the words spoken to her by people 1, 2, 3 even 4-7 years ago. She is the one we turn to when our own memories fail us. She can name places, names, and accurate quotes…..yes, she keeps the world spinning in the right direction…and she, too…is reaching out for the Father. Making Him her God…and my heart swells and looks forward to each moment i have in her presence!
And then…there’s this little guy. This picture says it all. His smile, his laughter, his voice, his rambunctious ways fill up a room, a house…a street and a block. He’s the cherry on top of these three…these three blessings. I can’t get enough of any of them. This one…well, I learned with the first two, not to miss the moments of the early years…and the unbridled beauty of this one who has yet to step foot in a classroom. His creativity, smile and overall joy are beyond anything I could have imagined.
I’m so thankful for these moments I captured…one at home, two at a water park… Their personalities, beauty, love and joy just shine through.
I’m blessed beyond belief…..and humbled to be given the privilege to be called “Mommy”……to share their days and their moments. Are they all perfect? No….but, oh, it’s sweet to lay my head down at night and know that the next day…no matter how bad it may be…it’s still all so good…and filled with giggles, laughter, hugs, back rubs…and so many other moments of joy…
It’s better than I ever imagined!
Let’s Hear It For The Boys