Thank you Alice for the reminder that I love my life. The crazy, busy, noisy, sleepless, gentle, loving, kissable, huggable, grace-filled moments that make up each day give me so much joy, I can hardly speak of it at times.
To be a mother- to hold a newborn baby in your arms, to comfort a scared child in the night, to watch the lights turn on in a preschooler's head as they begin to discover connections woven through the world around them, seeing things for the first time... this is truly a treasure. How much more wonderful is it to gaze into the eyes of two babies smiling up at me (even if it is in the middle of the night) than to be gazing into the blue glow of a computer screen at work, or into the huge plasma TV that I might have afforded because of the dual income?
When I think of how my very different my life could have been, had I followed the ways of the world and risen the ranks of the corporate ladder, I am filled with such gratitude for the gifts that I have been given instead. In fact, when I think of the blessings I would have missed if we had stopped at our first two children like everyone else, or waited for a few years before we started our family, I am filled with awe. What joy I would have missed by not having my spirited toddler, or my delightful twins. Can you imagine the Blairs without the twins, or our crazy little toddler who climbs bunk beds? They are so much a part of our lives, and have already taught me so much about faith, trusting, selfless love, and generosity.
I often giggle at the secret God knew all this time -- the twins.... and I can only wonder like a small child waiting for Christmas to come what else He has in store for us.
btw, the teddies are a special gift to the twins from their grandma Leslie. She made them herself!