Blessings in a Simple Life There are tiny glimpses of miracles everyday in life; I am writing this blog as a way to keep track of the simple joys that God has given me in an ordinary day.
It is that time again...both of my "little bits" are going through growth spurts. I am so thankful that they are growing and developing so well. It amazes me to watch them flurish in so many ways in their short little lives. Abigail is going to be 3 on Tuesday, May 2. She has been singing her alphabet song, counting to thirty, and recognizing sight words for nearly 6 months now. She is very impressed with herself whenever she successfully hops on one foot. Aiden will be 16 months on May 7 and is doing his best to catch up with his big sister. He is a chronic lover, kissing me repeatedly for nearly fifteen minutes straight 5-7 times a day. He is talking more and more and eats like there is no tomorrow. He has been trying to learn how to do somersaults and dances to the Backyardigans' Hokey-Pokey, turning himself around at the appropriate times. So why the pains? I just have this small desire for them to slow down and be babies for a while longer. Knowing that I will not be able to have any more children saddens me a bit. I am so very thankful for God's faithfulness during my pregnancies with them, for His comfort during my previous miscarriages, and for His giving me two beautiful children who bless my life in ways much bigger than their tiny bodies each day. When I was struggling at first with Opa's passing, Abigail pointed out to me that mommy's purple flowers came back to see her (my azaleas bloomed), and the excitement and wonder in her voice really convicted me to pay more attention to those small everyday blessings. Just like the title of my blog. So, though it is difficult to let go a little bit each day, I am thankful for the now that our faithful Father has given me with my little blessings. I am posting a couple newer pictures above of the kiddos. I hope you enjoy them!
Isn't it amazing how God does things in His time? My house has been crazy lately. Abigail started three weeks ago by poking a Q-tip through her ear drum. Then, Aiden got that nasty tummy thing and had to go the the ER 3 times in 8 days. As Aiden was recovering, my Opa unexpectedly passed away. Shortly thereafter, Wes was sick. Of course that was followed by Aiden choking and turning blue last Friday. One trip to the Er, he was sent home to then get an upper respiratory and lung infection from the fluid in his lungs from choking. Two nights of no sleep because of Aiden's illness and Chesska being sick to her stomach have nearly done me in. Why tell you all about this mess of a life? Because I want you all to know that I am ok. I am not overwhelmed, I am not depressed, I am looking forward to when this passes because I know that these past few weeks have been my own Good Friday and my Easter is around the corner. I know that the winter gray in my life is soon to awaken with glorious green leaves as Watauga County, NC, is starting to do. All of your prayers and well wishes have blessed my heart and have comforted me during this little patch and I thank you all so very much for them. You all are in my thoughts and prayers and I hope that your Easter will be beautiful, whether it be this Sunday, or in your life!