It's really sinking in lately that, as far as we have planned, I don't have any more babies. And I'm 99.9% okay with that. Sure, there are moments when I miss the newborn smell and there's really nothing in the world quite like knowing that a pure, helpless, completely innocent and fragile little miracle of God is depending entirely on YOU. But, where we once felt there was room for 'more' in our family, we now feel pretty complete.
Hope, at 4-years-10-months, is getting pretty independent. She sometimes takes showers instead of baths. She doesn't always pick out her clothes, but usually dresses herself. She's planning to be a scientist and a mommy when she grows up. She's still really into pretend, but also can entertain herself with drawing pictures and writing letters (with my help). We're working on teaching her to stand up for herself when Grant attacks her, which is hard, but she's mostly very understanding. She's still my sunshine, my joy, and my very best girl!
Grant, now 2-years-5-months, is a lot of fun to be around! He's a ham, and he loves to make people laugh. He likes to pretend he's a baby chicken/monster/etc and crawl up into my lap. He enjoys counting to 10 (but skips 5 every single time), reading, playing with his toy laptop, and jumping on my bed. He's obsessed with carrying around coins, so will often insist on changing out of pants with no pockets and into pants with pockets. We've discovered that the better he sleeps, the better he behaves, and - thankfully - he's been on a good run lately! Grant lights up my life; he's my very best boy!
I can't begin to say how I love these awesome kids. I'm almost always up for a day away whenever it's offered, but I wouldn't change my life one bit. Our family feels naturally complete, unless of course God decides otherwise. Which would be ... interesting. And awesome! And would require me to get back ALL the baby things I just gave away :)
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