This is the post I’ve been waiting to write, but really didn't think would ever happen.
1 YEAR completed!!! 1 year to celebrate!!!!
1
whole beautiful,
horrible,
amazing,
exhausting
365
days.
A year ago it was snowing like crazy. We were in our hospital room, spoon feeding our preemie babies milk around the clock. I was completely overwhelmed and truly didn't know how I would make it to this day today.
But here I am. Here WE are. John and I, a team. We are celebrating with friends and family, watching our big, healthy, happy boys smash cake in their face. I am so so grateful and so so amazed and humbled by God's provision during this entire year.
One year!!! |
One day! |
So much this year. SO MUCH!
This year tested me beyond what I thought I was able to endure.
This year brought about so many moments when I simply stood in awe and pinched myself, still unable to believe that this was all happening to me.
This year brought such deep dark moments of frustration and exhaustion.
It tested me in every way possible.
It brought out the worst in me.
It made me realize who I want to be.
I sure hope so. I really don't know what could be harder than raising a 2 year old and three babies at the same time.
Honestly, you really couldn't pay me any amount of money to redo the past year again.
I look forward to waking up tomorrow and starting year number 2 with my beautiful family.
The boys are really coming into their own.
He also enjoys opening all the cabinets in the kitchen, pulling everything out on the floor and diving head first into freshly laundered clothing. He has the most carrot red hair I’ve ever seen on a baby, and he gets around in his little army crawl. He always has a smile for everyone.
Even though this blog post is focusing on the boys, I’m going to touch on Evie too. She has also come a long way in a year. A year ago she was still very much a diaper wearing, barely talking toddler.
Now, a year later, she is a potty trained, social butterfly who enjoys school, her friends and doing art. I know it has been a tough year of transition for her as she slowly learns what it means to be a big sis of three brothers.
We had a joyous celebration today. My Mom and Dad both flew in from Chicago to partake in the festivities, which was very special.
We had a party in a gym. There were hot dogs, and face painting, and frosting, and laughing. We were surrounded by friends who have supported, loved and prayed for us throughout this long year. It was the perfect way to end this year and begin the next.
There is so much I want to say that I just can't put into words.
Honestly, I am tired, so I will end here for now. =)
Happy birthday to my three sons, Caleb, Levi and James. I love you all more than I can say.
Each of you is my favorite
and I can't wait for year number 2 with you crazy fellas.
xoxox mama
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