My real home

 So my mom told me this would happen. I've been waiting to for it to happen.  I wondered if it ever would. And a little over a year later it has happened. My house finally feels like MY home. It's definitely not perfect. Some rooms are almost 7degrees colder or warmer than the rest of the house, I cant do dishes while Lucas' is napping because the kitchen right next to his room, and there is a leak. But its my home.  I praise God for this place. He is to receive all the glory and praise for bringing us to this place. Thank you Lord.

Here is my REAL home. Dishes in the sink, laundry, and toys all over.  I love it.

Have a great day!

Coffee, Milk and a Plastic Table

     I seriously have the best job ever. I get to stay home with 2 handsome little boys and play with them all day.  It doesn't get better then watching them grow and learn everyday. I praise God for giving me such a sweet opportunity to be a stay at home mama. Even when its crazy and seems to overwhelm me, I still would want to be no where else but here.

    Moments like sitting at a plastic kiddie table drinking my coffee while Lucas sits across from me with his milk, are moments I hope I never forget. Or when he starts yelling "see! see!" Because he is freaking out and wants me to hold him up to the window so he can see if there is a truck outside. There is only a truck about 1/4 of the time, but I love that he wants me to be apart of his favorite things. I love our conversations. He cant even say a full sentence but his gibberish and me interpreting are so fun!  I feel like I can actually understand his crazy language.   Its a bond and a friendship that I am so grateful to God that I get to experience.

    My hope is that in all these little moments I am showing my boys Jesus and his gospel.  That as we learn, serve, play, discipline, eat, pray, read, and so much more that Jesus is made known. That they learn in the small and big thing that we are to do it all for Christ.

    Lord, I pray that each day you give me the grace to show my boys who you are and that in all we do we honor and worship you.  Lord, use me to lead my children to your throne.  Turn their hearts to you at a young age and let them worship you all they days of their life. I pray for your wisdom to raise the boys to be great men of God. That we all learn to fear you and know that you are Creator of all things and that YOU are our purpose.

I could seriously just watch him all day. 

Still Quiet Mornings

When you have a new baby, its those early morning hours that seem like they will be the hardest. And yes often times I lay there for a minute more before I go into the nursery and yes there are times I fall asleep in the rocker as I feed Calvin but really they aren't so bad. Its also in the those early morning hours that I get to praise God for the sweet blessing of being a mommy. All the sleep training books say dont look your baby in the eye at night, dont talk to them, and barely turn on any lights. I can honestly say they do work (for us) but I dont always follow the rules.  After he eats I take him over to the changing table and change his diaper. And in the dim light I totally look him right in the eyes. Im not sure how he can see me because it is so dark in the room but almost every time a smile as big as can be appears on his face.  It's only for about 5seconds that I do this but I cant help it. He is so precious. O how I praise God for these small little quiet moments. I then swaddle him up, rock for a few minutes, lay him down, and head out of his room.

As Im walking out Im hoping and praying Ill be able to get at least a few more hours of sleep before the day starts.  And then I see Lucas' door... I ask my self, "Should I go in?" "He might need me to pick his paci's up off the floor?". This soon became a trend. I just love to see my boys just laying there asleep. Those still quiet moments are so precious!  (Especially Lucas, still and quiet are no were in his personality.) But I go in his room and catch a glimpse of my handsome boy.  I love how he sleeps with his butt up in the air. It's so cute.  I only look for a few second but those seconds are well worth it.

I then head off to bed, once again I am praying for whatever sleep I get for the rest of the night that it would feel like hours. More hours than I can imagine. Even if it is only for another 1hr 1/2. I pray that it feels that I have slept all night. My head hits the pillow and well Im filled with joy because I look over in the still quiet early morning and I get to fall asleep with the one I love. Yes, for a few short seconds I stare at my husband.

This is why those early morning hours are not so bad. I love getting to see my family. They are fast asleep and will never know but these moments are huge! I truly praise God for my three guys.  Im a lucky, lucky gal.

Family of Four

         What could be a more fitting first blog post than one about the first few months of our new family dynamic of 4.  Im so over joyed and beyond blessed because of my family.  Im am blissfully outnumbered. I just love being the only girl in the family.
       
          Its amazing to sit back and watch my family in motion. I just get giddy when I see them growing, learning, and smiling. Even when the day to day tasks seem to be too much to handle, like running in and out of Calvin's room to give him his paci while he is trying to nap, all the while I am playing in the basement with Lucas in the tunnels and fort we built for this coming winter. Oh did I forget to tell you about being a homemaker? Not only do these 2 lovely boys require 90% of my time, somehow I manage to keep my house in working order. Dishes, vacuum, laundry, tripping over hot wheels, dinner, groceries, picking up tiny army men, and much more.  Yes, there are days I just break down and feel like Im gonna go insane but most days I feel like Im living the dream.

          It hasn't been an easy road to get to this point of joy. Finding out we were pregnant was actually a pretty challenging time. This literally effected every aspect of my life. Because Lucas' labor was  traumatic, I had a very hard time wanting and accepting I had to deliver another baby. I had much counsel, prayer, and encouragement during this time.

         What ultimately changed my perspective on the delivery to come was Jesus. My sweet doula Kim Farr, gave me a pregnancy and delivery bible study. I had never heard of that before but was and am so thankful that there is one.  What the study boiled down to was... Do your REALLY trust God. He is the creator of all things. He is sovereign, good, trustworthy, loving, and faithful. DO I REALLY TRUST GOD AND HIS PLANS? This was huge. I was filled with peace knowing he is in full control of every single detail of my life. Because of this I chose to go all natural for Calvin's delivery as well.  (I will share more in a future post about Lucas' delivery and a post on Calvin's delivery)

          I honestly feel like God transformed my heart. He grew my faith, gave me joy, peace, hope, and a heart of worship.  I love my boys and am blessed to call them mine.   I cant wait to see what the future holds for my family.

We had a family date and capture this pic. My favorite picture of my pregnancy with Calvin.

Shortly after Calvin was born this is were Lucas and I spent alot of our time. In the backyard playing.  He looks so cute in this hat!

Calvin is only 2months old in this picture but is wearing 6-9 months clothes! How do I birth boys instead of babies.

Calvin was 6weeks old when we had a extended family vacation to Florida. It was a challenging trip but so fun!

Until next post... have a great day!