.Day 13 of 7.

It was such a beautiful weekend. 7 was just not in the forefront of my mind - regardless if that is a good or bad thing. We did eat the chicken bbq today. Just the chicken. No sides. It was good. It was nice to have some flavor and seasonings, but honestly it was still chicken. I don't feel guilty, but I am glad that we did not splurge on anything else besides seasoning.

Every single day I think of Jamesy's first mommy, but I am finding that Mother's Day brings the emotions of the truth that another Mommy loved my baby, right into a hot, thick lump in my throat. I tried to experience the day to it's fullest - for her and I. I pray we have eternity together for me to be able share all of these special moments that she missed.

But for now, I soak them up for the two of us and bury them in my heart.

There is nothing like being a mommy. Oh, Jesus, draw these hearts to Yours. May these children grow to be the greatest advancers of Your kingdom in their genereation. May the gospel be spread to the end of the earth, by the beautiful feet of these three.

The sun was bright in her eyes. My precious girl who daily points me to her Daddy in Heaven. My children keep me humbled at His feet.

This photo is precious to me. This is my grandma whom we have been praying for all winter. She was so close to going home to meet Jesus, but He was not finished with her life here. She is home, and she is doing well!

 

To the One who has, for now, blessed me with these - thank you.

.My Privilege.

There was a moment in my life when I thought that maybe I did not want to be a mommy. I am so thankful that God, in His sovereign grace, did not choose that path for me. Being a mommy is a privilege and blessing, and one that I do not take for granted. It is a high calling and a huge responsibility.

Having these three beautiful children to mommy is beyond wonderful. This is not what I would have written into the plot of my life. I couldn't have. I had no capacity for something so marvelous. It is so much more than I could have ever dreamed for my own life. I am thankful for the One who knew my heart's desires, before I even knew them.

A year ago, I posted and announced our desire to add to our family through adoption. I remember sitting in a church pew last year, wondering about who it was that God was knitting into our hearts and our family. And today, as I sat in the very same pew, that little person - my son - was bouncing in my lap. How great is our God!

I came to this day a different Mommy than a year ago when I dreamed of what the future would hold. I pray that I am a better Mommy, and I am more accurately mirroring a picture of Jesus - to my children and the world around me. I expected much from Mother's Day this year. I walked into it excited to celebrate what God had done in our family. I was not disappointed. How could I be when I awoke to the smiling faces of three wide-eyed children snuggled into my bed? Three of the best blessings I have ever recieved.

I looked into their eyes - two piercingly blue and clear and one dark brown and mesmerizing. My heart beat loud and clear, and the only words echoing my thoughts were It's my privilege.



To the women whose arms ached yesterday (and everyday) for children to hold and someone to call them Mommy, may the arms of Jesus tightly wrap around you, and may you know His perfect peace.