I was 28 years old when our first child was born - felt like I was ready, but scared out of my mind. The first year and a half was a blur because of severe sleep deprivation and a boy who fought and hated sleep like it was the worst thing ever. I loved him (and still do!) dearly - he was such a happy baby. He smiled early and often and loved life. When he was 9 months old, I got pregnant again.
I was 29 years when our second child was born - now, I was scared of having 2 under 2. I had no idea how I was going to handle the sleep deprivation of having 2 small children. Fortunately, Jake was a relatively good sleeper and Will started sleeping through the night when Jake was a month old. Jake turned into an UBER cranky baby at 6 months, but grew out of it quickly. Life started to get "easy" when he was 6 months old and we went about life happily. The pureness of Jake's heart has come out so much in the last 2 years - he is the SWEETEST child on the planet
Our third child was born 2 months before I turned 34 years old. He was the best surprise I could have ever asked for - I was happy with 2 children, but lucky for me, God thought 3 was the perfect number for us. He's now 3 months old and the feelings I have when I look at this child often overwhelm me. Don't get me wrong, I adore my first 2 with every ounce of my being, but there's something different with Henry. I think it's because I'm a more experienced mom, I've had a few years between 2 and 3 and I'm not scared anymore - I don't know. But, I'm so enamoured by this boy - I have the hardest time putting him down and I smell his hair so much, I'm surprised I haven't rubbed it off. I'm constantly touching his feet and just staring at him. He's brought SO MUCH joy to my life. He's been, by far, my most difficult child - he's VERY particular about what he likes and what he doesn't. BUT, he's my best sleeper - the boy is just like his mama - he and I both LOVE to sleep.
My 2 big ones just came upstairs to ask how many hours until we leave to go to the library and seeing their excitement makes my heart sing. I sit here staring at the video monitor, watching my sweet schmoog take a morning siesta and I thank God that he sent Henry to US! I'm blessed to their mama, so very blessed.
2 comments:
that is such a sweet picture! Lucas sounds like your first born - he fights and fights his sleep and lets you know he is pissed off LOL It's finally starting to get a little better though :)
You are SO blessed! I absolutely loved this post, and it makes me realize that other people really DO love their kids as much as I love mine (sometimes its hard to believe its possible).
Thank you so much for your sweet words of encouragement, I appreciate it SO much!
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