Easter.
Growing up, it was always my favorite time of year.
Now, I have all the more reason to be happy.
I am thankful.
Easter.
Growing up, it was always my favorite time of year.
Now, I have all the more reason to be happy.
I am thankful.
Estella’s first trip to the zoo!
4 months old.
Roman & Jude.
Puckered knees & baby toes have finally escaped confinement.
Miss Estella LOVED the flamingos! She laughed out loud watching them.
Hot & wiped out!
Now that is a good day.
What are little boys made of, made of?
What are little boys made of?
Slugs and snails
And puppy-dogs’ tails,
That’s what little boys are made of.
What are little girls made of, made of?
What are little girls made of?
Sugar and spice
And everything nice,
That’s what little girls are made of.


























Best birthday present ever!
Motherhood.
There are so many lessons to be learned.
The momma in this photo has everything she ever dreamed about.
So much love surrounds her.
Her children need her. She is their world.
Why can’t I see life for what it is when I’m right in the middle of it?
I’ve missed seeing the goodness in so many of my days.
I get so impatient with these sweet children.
It seems that at some point, almost every day, I am frustrated and irritable with them.
Most of the time, I justifiably have a reason.
In my mind, I could explain how one of them deserved the harshness I dished out.
But, the truth is, they didn’t.
I’m so tired of thinking about things I should not have said before falling asleep at night.
I know in my heart that in just a short while they will be independent.
They wont need me like they do now.
I will wish I had every single moment back to re-do.
Having a third child has definitely stretched me to my limit, maybe even pushed me over the edge.
I am physically and emotionally exhausted every single day.
I feel like every ounce of strength has been squeezed from my body.
Sometimes I look in the mirror and wonder who in the world I’m looking at.
That is why I need God.
This is just another challenge that I need Him to guide me through.
He will show me the way.
He will renew my strength.
In every way, I am truly the happiest I have ever been.
I love these babies with every breath.
But, that doesn’t mean it’s not hard.
My prayer tonight is that God helps me see my every moment for what it truly is.
I pray that He helps me know the right way to handle myself in every situation.
I want to be proud of all the words I’ve spoken to my children and all my actions towards them.
I need Him to help me change now before what I’ve learned is too late to be useful.
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Directions to my sister’s house:
Turn left at the only grocery store in town.
Make a right when the road curves left.
I LOVE it!
We made our ten minute trip down the road into a little adventure.
We passed this house.
I’m dreaming of it renovated.
I am sitting on the porch in a rocker.
David with his beard playing the ukulele.
Estella next to me, in a hand stitched dress, holding her baby doll.
The boys in the yard.
A garden in the back.
A dog. A cat. Some goats and chickens.
(We may have to move to the country soon.)
We saw some goats in someone’s backyard so we stopped to play.
At my sister’s, the boys and I decide to go on a hike through a muddy field to see the sheep.
The day could not have been more perfect.
Sun shiny skies.
A cool breeze.
Perfect for running and falling and dried mud glob fights.
I’m not sure why or how God cares so much about one person when there are so many.
He knew just what this Momma needed.
The skies opened up today and God really loved on me.
Checking out the pig pen.
I was lying the kids down for bed tonight and they were so thankful for our day.
“Momma, thank you for taking us on an adventure today. It was really fun. Maybe we can do it again sometime.” Jude